Autumn always brings dancing death to our doors
Category Archives: Poetry
Writing Collab #12- Rwy’n Canu Am Byth
Welsh rain batters pitter-patter
From coast to town to rolling hill
Flashback Friday#1- Three Miles To The Horizon
I, the cosmic mind have explored the labyrinths of the sea.
I have counted and measured the waves and explored the depths.
I have counted the grains of sand on the shores of the time.
I am the quantifier of all human life.
Writing Collab #10- Hashtag Your Best Life
No foxes in the moonlight
Just screens facing the void
Writing Prompt #9
The solution to Brexit is…
The Beatles could have been so much better if…
Writing Collab #9 – Black-Breasted Quails and Rhesus Monkeys
The Rhesus Monkey could teach us humanity
Writing Collab #8- The Last Stop
They’re all one in seven billion.
Writing Collab #7 – Dreams of Sanity
When the fogged fuzz evaporates
And dams halt the dry and silent tears.
When lost days are returned unharmed
And clarity details its inner shame.
Writing Prompt #8
1. Don’t open that door, there is a…
2. I’ve discovered the meaning of life, it is…
3. You do not deserve an apology.
Writing Collab #4 Pride and Prejudice
Oh ye that build houses of mud, clay, or bricks
Writing Collab #3- An Even Keel
Lapping listlessly against the sad frown of the bay
DAY 29- 30 Day Writing Challenge
Beneath the waters is where I would go if I wanted to escape mankind.
DAY 27- 30 Day Writing Challenge
The warning bell sounds. The last day for humankind on earth is finally here. I suddenly shocked myself to life as the earth around me died.
DAY 24 – 30 Day Writing Challenge
My life has become an algorithm. A predictable spreadsheet of formulaic transactions that signify nothing. I code and I code and I help technology flourish. I drive the future, but not the present. Not my present. Zeros and ones are not heartbeats.
DAY 17 – 30 Day Writing Challenge
We bury our friends even though they may not be dead.
DAY 16- 30 Day Writing Challenge
Not in sleep, but in the moments and hours between; I waste valuable seconds, minutes, and months on feeling instead of doing. Imagined futures and projected fantasies that come to nothing permeate the fog of a life lived in some half-awake state.
DAY 12- 30 Day Writing Challenge
Outside pack rear. Favourite place. Whistle blows. Black jammer takes lead. Double pip, the pack moves on.
Day 9 – 30 Day Writing Challenge
Today’s challenge comes from my wife, Chrissie, and it’s a bit different to the other prompts I’ve had…She’s asked me to write her an apology (for drunkenly keeping her awake until 6am on Sunday morning- when she needed to be up at 7:30am). If you’d like to add to my writing to-do list, I’m doingContinueContinue reading “Day 9 – 30 Day Writing Challenge”