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I walked the midnight path aloneThough moonlight lit my wayA cloud crept o’erThe moon was goneI heardA solitary sigh As in a trance, I heard that soundAs in a trance my feet moved onThe ground gave wayThe path was goneI fellDepthlessly down and down Until my fall was broke by leavesSoft autumn leavesPiled high, which... Continue Reading →
My Grandma used to say, look for a crack in a cloudy sky: if there's enough blue sky to make a pair of sailor's trousers, it would turn out to be a sunny day. Has anyone else heard this maxim? I took it far too literally of course, agonising over whether the dress pattern for... Continue Reading →
‘And my blanket of leaves won’t warm her cold breast’Said the tree to the sparrow:Just as we might sayto the refugeewho washes up on our shores, freezing,blanketless, whilewe close our doors, our heartsand look the other way. When Merril gave us the word 'blanket' to incorporate into tonight's dVerse Quadrille, I immediately thought of Simon... Continue Reading →
Today I'm thrilled to be hosting Don Matthews of The Flippant, Comic, and Serious once again at EIF. Don hails from Australia and always writes with his mate Skip (featured above, tired out from all the hilarity) at his side. He taps into the silly side of things quite delightfully, but there is also a... Continue Reading →
30 years since you walked out that doorinto another world, unknown to meand did you know, that fateful night the wounds you would be opening?Unhealed for 30 years and moreno doubtunending till eternity should close my eyesas they closed yoursand I can never know the details: where did you go in?I hope that it was high upthat your neck... Continue Reading →
Autumn or Fall:Which is more poetic?These words tell me where you come from:Where I’m from, we say ‘Autumn’Which sounds nice but doesn’t mean anything apart from a new seasonwhereas ‘Fall,’ now, there’s a loaded word:Leaves fallWe stand or fall by our words, catch cold (or worse) and thenAtishoo! Atishoo!We all fall down...Fall or Autumn?I do not... Continue Reading →
Piran is the Venetian jewel of Slovenia's picturesque coastline. Though we've paid a flying visit here in an earlier postcard, this unspoilt historic town is certainly worth a closer look. History of Piran St George's Church The earliest surviving written reference to Piran as a town dates from the 7th century A.D., at which time... Continue Reading →
For today's Poetry Challenge, we are going to take a look at Quatrains, which simply put are 4-line stanzas. They normally follow a strict rhyming scheme, e.g.: ABAB: I went to the Garden of Love,And saw what I never had seen:A chapel was built in the midst,Where I used to play on the green. From... Continue Reading →
I submitted a new poem, 'My Other-Me' to Free Verse Revolution in response to the October prompt, 'Reflections.' I am delighted to say that the poem has been published over at FVR in advance of the new month: My Other-Me The bent swans’ necksformed a heart-shapereflected in the lake:I thought of you.My Other-Mereflected in themirror-glass... Continue Reading →
I have just learned from tonight's dVerse prompt that both the harvest moon and a blue moon await us this October. Well, that shows how much I know about the moon, or the harvest for that matter. I thought I'd already seen the harvest moon this year. I cannot claim to be over moon-aware, but... Continue Reading →
Experiments in Fiction 