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June 23, 2016
A Suspenseful Novella, just £0.99
I previously published this as part of a novella collection last year, but now it’s on sale as a stand-alone bookpriced atjust 0.99 for fans of the suspense/thriller genre.
Synopsis/blurb:
When Pauline Edmunds agrees to accompany her workmate Shirley on a Caribbean cruise, she is disappointed to be left alone almost at the start when Shirley starts a holiday romance with Joe Collins, a guitarist in a band working on board the ship. H...
Thor
The rain pours
And Thor’s
Hammer knocks
Against crumbling locks
As he our civilisation mocks.
A few, hearing the thunder
Lift their eyes in wonder
From the TV,
While fewer still, know what it is to be free.
June 22, 2016
School Days
I recall The library’s high shelves
Where I would delve
For books.
Often I forsook
My peers
To read
And on solitude feed.
All those years
Gone by.
I sigh
And wonder why
The past holds such sway.
And we humans lose ourselves in yesterday.
Oh how easy it is to perspective lack
As we gaze back
Down childhood’s track.
I remember the schoolyard’s din
And the wanting to join in.
Sometimes I ran with the crowd
Yet my nature proud
Held me apart
And I solace found in art.
I see the library now
And...
June 21, 2016
Waltz
It takes a couple to waltz.
With beauty charming
And character disarming
She does dance
And romance
Until the sun’s ray’s lance
The comforting dark
And a new day starts.
Both parties are willing
But does the payment of a shilling
To the girl
Who does so seductively twirl
Render their interaction
An exploititive transaction
And the waltz false?
June 20, 2016
Dog and Ball
My head full
Of dull
Thought.
Then the ball you caught
And waving your tail
Did derail
My introspection.
How can I suffer dejection
When I recollect your playful snort
And the ball you caught?
June 19, 2016
What type of poet are you? Find out!
Do you like taking tests where you can find out which type of movie character you are? Or what kind of personality you have? I do. No. I have not written a test like that. But I’ve been asking myself what different types of poets there might be. I always like to compare writing poetry to creating art. That’s prob...I think my writing style/form most closely approximates to that of painter, however how the poet perceives his own work often differs from how others see it. Kevin
Cage
He said, “I have wrought
What I ought
Not to have wrought
And bought
What I ought
Not to have bought.
I have caught
the wild bird
Who’s song I heard
In the lonely night.
Once delight
Of a kind, semed sweet to you and me
And we believed ourselves to be free”.
She said, “There can be no mistaking
That I flew into a cage
Of my own making
And now I rage
Against my own stupidity
And cupidity.
Expensive bras
Make for sturdy bars.
The truth is, you a bird caught
But together we rought
This cage
In...
June 18, 2016
Meet and Greet Weekend! (6/17-6/19)
An opportunity, (on a fellow blogger’s site) to share a post.
It’s Meet and Greet time! I’ve loved hosting these in the past so I’m very excited to be hosting this one. I love getting to know new bloggers and watching bloggers I love get to know each other.
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Professional
Skin soft as silk.
Giver of milk
But not yet
For you must get
What you need
In order to succeed
Or feed your greed.
Seed contained in a glove.
But one day a tree may shoot
From another route.
I would
That it’s fruit be good
And bathed in love.
A Nation of Shopkeepers
Is it just sour grapes
When the lover of England exception takes
To the portrayal of his land
As a place where shoppers stand
In fractious line,
Oops, sorry I mean having a rare old time,
Getting and spending
In the never ending
Consumerist dance?
If by chance
One ponders on Elgar
Or Churchill with his cigar,
The lover of his country surely does think
How this ad would turn them both to drink.
Forget ancient oaks that russle,
In the fresh English air.
No one seems to care
And it is consumer...
