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This is not a yoga mat, this ismuscles tensed and taughtand sweat, this isthree house moves andtwo different countries this is acceptance of the moment, this is my homelike place, this is exactly where I need to be, this ismy safe space, this is where I grow:A push beyond the boundaries of my comfort zone;a place where... Continue Reading →
One dayafter many a heartachewe will simply walkinto the wooded confines of the gorgesearching for strawberriesgems of sweet delighthidden amongst the swaying grass and leaves lit by sunshine which falls after the early summer rain has washed the grass, the leaves,the hillsides greenand cleanses usabsolves us aswe pause to taste a momentary joy: Sweet welcome,sugaring... Continue Reading →
She dabbed her lips with the handkerchief:Her lipstick stayed in place.I couldn’t think why she had used it:her lips were moist and not a traceof food upon them.Then I saw the bloodspots:blood-not food-notfrom the lipsbut teeth. © Experimentsinfiction 2021, All Rights Reserved Written for dVerse quadrille, where De is hosting. She has asked us to... Continue Reading →
Stone the crows!!! Priscilla's seen so much Flippant, Comic, and Serious poetry from Don recently that she's had to don her glasses in order to take it all in (see Featured Image). I always look forward to visiting sunny Australia on a Monday, especially when we have cold and grey skies outside. For more of... Continue Reading →
This week has got me thinking about battles, both personal, and on a much grander scale. We all face personal struggles now and again, but it does seem at the moment that the problems we are facing as a human race far outweigh the internal struggles of any individual. I do however believe that the... Continue Reading →
I am grateful to Spillwords Press for taking the time to interview me for their 'Spotlight on Writers' series. This was a very pleasant surprise at the start of the New Year. If you want to find out a little more about me, and the inspiration behind my writing, head over to Spillwords to read... Continue Reading →
The Italians and Hungarians have stuffed peppers; in the former Yugoslav countries both stuffed peppers and stuffed cabbage leaves are popular; and in Greece the recipe becomes stuffed vine leaves. This culinary heritage of filling whatever vegetable you have available with a simple meat stuffing is fascinatingly diverse but also shows the connection between these... Continue Reading →
The salt pans of Sečovlje sleep while sailing boats shelter in place along the harbourthe sun also risesI stretch out my hand and touch Croatiathe narrow peninsular’s dotted and furred with cypress and Mediterranean pinethe sculpture park we visited the first time I came here where all the dreams of a great empire sleep like lions... Continue Reading →
Just before the New Year, I wrote of my 'inspiration' to write one poem in a single Tweet for every day of 2021. As I began my challenge, I realised that writing micro-poetry is not something which comes naturally to me. I am used to writing poetry which flows over several stanzas. I like playing... Continue Reading →
No villain in hell could tell such blatant lies;inciting the people to embrace tyranny:With words of hate the power of progress dies. I see no sentient soul behind those eyesinviting destruction of democracy: No villain in hell could tell such blatant lies. We must not be too blind to realisethe power of the vote’s fragility:With words... Continue Reading →
Experiments in Fiction 