This year, I try to hold you tight, cradle you softly but steadily. I don't want to let you fall. You came to me first, in 1914. Crammed in. Pushed. Bent, broken. I tried to make room for you. Sad souls. Tired, wasted and wasting. When you finally fell, under the heat, I took you… Continue reading Writing on Wednesdays #13: Those Lost To The Earth.
From a short distance it looked like an installation. Someones forgotten works, from long ago, a hollow frontage, a canvas for some kids to tell a story on. The windows, once openings to gaze through, were filled in, replacements, clumsy and childlike were scrawled over the boards. Some had plants on the windowsill, another had… Continue reading Writing on Wednesdays #7
Choices are a part of our lives every day.We cross the road, we decide to follow one path instead of another. Consequently our world forms and is built around that choice. Our reality moulds around it. Choices have the ability to create worlds. Right now there are people who have had their choices taken away… Continue reading On The UK General Election a Week Today.
How wondrous we are. Lightning flashes on a dark night. Searching for other souls, like electricity searches for the ground. How incandescent, luminous, phosphorescent and florid. Burning too hot and bright for too shorter time. A raging fire, of life, life, life. Sending sparks up into the sky, the remains of us, planting themselves to… Continue reading Writing on Wednesdays #1