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As snow falls silent through a sullen greysky, without a wisp of winter sunI only hope my love comes through today. The timetable must bring either dismayor hope - will loneliness or funwin out, this gentle January day? The robin on the railings does not playbut seeks succour and warmth, alone like onewho only hopes... Continue Reading →
I try to bring the sunshine where I canthough days seem dark, the future dim, obscure: a breath of hope born where my life began. There are no certainties, for child, or man:nothing to which we may cling, constant, sureI try to bring the sunshine where I can. Though some seem to seek for the entire... Continue Reading →
Finger the keys, unlock the light withinfrom simple black and white, chromatic dreams come tumbling, cascade, begin again From sharp to flat to natural, unseenthe light that's sealed between the boundless seamsfinger the keys, unlock the light within On thinking of the dreams that might have beenand those now granted us, forever dreamscome tumbling, cascade, begin... Continue Reading →
I think it's fair to say that this week's challenge has been the most challenging to date. I am judging by the amount of participants who told me the villanelle form had stretched them, as it did me: the first villanelle I wrote did not follow the traditional rhyme scheme, so I had to write... Continue Reading →
His hands make light work of my dreamsand I have nurtured his long summers gone:Love is not always that bright thing it seems. My gentle heart is bursting at the seamsas I am left dejected and alone:his hands make light work of my dreams. I look into his eyes, where darkness gleamssuch callous conduct, careless,... Continue Reading →
Experiments in Fiction 