Okay so it's been a little while and I've got to admit, I'm not in the best of places. In fact, right now its midday and I'm still in my dressing gown, wondering when the pharmaceuticals are going to kick in. Below is a little blog I wrote for my work while everyone struggled to... Continue Reading →
Autumn’s breath
Autumn's breath Tapered nails Hearth a work of witches tales Marked by magic Burnt by flame Candles worship unashamed Birds gather Black as coal A crimson smile For all souls
Slate
Damp moss grouts the bed Lonely slate overhead A snap of twigs underfoot Flowers wither where you lay Beating wings chime the day A sigh of grief for your loss Cold tears sign the cost
Shelf Isolation
So, how've you been? If you're anything like me, you're hanging on by a very fine thread during this relentless pandemic (like those irritating random bits of elastic that start to fray from your knickers after too many washes) to me it’s become the viral version of Bane from Batman “You merely adopted the dark,... Continue Reading →
Grown Ups
T&Cs: right, let’s get the ‘small print’ out the way with first, I’m a ma-hoo-sive fan of Miss Keyes so naturally you may think I’m not exactly an impartial referee to judge her latest book Grown Ups I can assure you I’ve never been any good at acting (I was always a tree or some... Continue Reading →
Dry January
Well now, fancy meeting you here! Fear not, I’m not about to preach the perils of drink, it’s only 5 days into the month and I’m already weeping as I walk past the spirit aisle at Morrisons. Out of stupidity or solidarity, I agreed to do Dry January to support my sister in her attempts... Continue Reading →
Its life Jim but not as we know it
Okay, so, it’s been a while but what can I say, I’m like a bad cough no amount of Vicks VapoRub can shake off. What I lack in academics I make up for in persistence! Besides, we make such a great team you and I, have you done something different with your hair? Alright enough... Continue Reading →
Sleepy Briar
Damp fires stoke course skin Moonlight choir of dusk spring Fractured hour of dawn mass Buried wounds line shallow grass Nestled in sleepy briar Blackened bones of loves pyre
The Break
Okay, so it’s been a while. I won’t excuse myself like Ross Gellar and splutter “we were on a break” but I must admit that my heads been a shed for the past few weeks (okay months) but honestly, I was thinking of you the whole time, and I thought it was high time I... Continue Reading →
A Book of Bones
Now firstly, we’ll start with the small print, ‘they’ do say honesty’s the best policy and I wouldn’t want you to come away feeling disappointed like when you try to return a top only to discover the retailer in question only gives out store credit…cheapskates! So, with that in mind, holds up hands apologetically I’m... Continue Reading →
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