Poems & short stories

Stitched together

I don’t know how I know me like I don’t know me at all It’s like my mind’s this lodger I found to share my body pall It’s like I am these strangers stitched together by the soul One feels hot and bothered while the other is freezing cold

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Poems & short stories, Work

Not quite the post I was planning, but close, sort of – what I intended got shot in the foot so there’s no title to give, just words. 1,051 of them. It ends with a lovely little moral that I feel is a life lesson, a must learn

Hidden is tomorrow, all the things I do not knowI know something is coming, something I need to know I know I need to know it, I need to react as wellI need to know what’s coming so I can plan aheadSo I sit and think and mull, I ponder and wonder tooI think up […]

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Poems & short stories

We should’ve tried harder

We should’ve helped each other better Given selfless care We should’ve seen the other’s pain hiding under hair We should’ve noticed different things Looked around for more We should’ve wished for both of us the feel of loving whole You could’ve found belief in me Peered beneath veneer You could’ve held aloft my depths without […]

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Poems & short stories

Our silence

This silence is easy between us. Peasy. Sort of nice, isn’t it? Peaceful. Grateful. Delightful. Seems natural too, don’t you think? Organic. Everyday. Bliss. Makes me wonder why we didn’t do this before. Why we thought it was hard. Silence is easy. Peasy. It’s only our active act momentarily. It doesn’t require the effort of […]

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Poems & short stories

I am more & you forgot

I am more than who you saw that day I am more than who you thought I am more than those assumptions you made Much more and you forgot You forgot that you are more like me You are more when just the same You are more than who I think I seeYou forgot and […]

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Poems & short stories

TNT ‘n’ we

I don’t know why you’re looking at me like it’s all my fault. Yes, I pushed the plunger down and set that explosion off. But you wired up those wires we laid and we both set TNT. So I don’t know why you’re looking like all the blame’s on me.

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Poems & short stories

Down

Falling Already fallen Lying on the ground In mud? Not lucky enough for that Gotta sleep Who? Gotta try It’s too funny Too weak to sit up

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Poems & short stories

Seeing you

Starry eyes Sleepless nights A little time A little delight Looking through And looking out A humble song A little doubt Wondering if And hoping, too A little wish Here with you Do you notice? I sure do I see so much I’m seeing you

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Poems & short stories

I don’t know why I bother searching

I don’t know why I bother I only lose my mind Every single time I search for the things I need to find I convince myself I’m certain I do know where they are! I tingle-bone ‘cause I do know they haven’t wandered far But they’re never where I put them They’re never where they’re […]

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Writing

Victorious worsens

OMG, it’s now got some pulsing shit going and a screeching thing. THE CROWD IS GOING WILD! I think it’s Sunday’s headline act — Paul Weller? Not long now. Not long. And to think, just before this latest act started I’d written one whole sentence. A whole one! Officially no more blank page. I’m stuck again […]

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Writing

Victorious in writer’s block

It’s bank holiday, it’s August, I’m in Portsmouth — it’s Victorious Festival! Yay! If I was at Victorious I’d be even more for it. But living so near and having it so loud has turned it annoying on day 3 when I would just like some quiet time to write. It’s been indistinct sound for […]

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Poems & short stories

I want to say something

I want to say something I’ve got so much on my mind But these thoughts don’t have the words to speak that do not sound like lies They sound like my delusions Like confusion with life itself Aloud they sound like I have fallen off my lucid shelf But I do not think that decent […]

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Poems & short stories

I know you actually saw me

I know you actually saw me, we caught each other’s gaze I even heard you as you passed me muttering out my name You looked a little sullen beneath that veneer so good You looked like life is rough and strife and for you, m’dear, it should But then maybe I’m mistaken, I didn’t see […]

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Writing

A writer & tea — a solution to wasted effort

I need to get more clear glass mugs. I need to get rid of the porcelain ones and just stick to clear glass mugs. This is because I finish my cup of tea, carry on writing, and then I fancy a sip of tea and it’s empty! I only find out when I pick it […]

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Death, Writing

Describing grief — very hard

Grief is very hard describe. My main character in Kill The Killer (So I Did) is bereaved and his grief doesn’t flow onto the page easily. And so it shouldn’t. Just because Julian’s grief is fictional it doesn’t make it any less important, any less consuming, any less personal. It is just as real as […]

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Writing

Distract from distraction

It helps, when you write, if you (well) write. For some reason investigating the turbulent history of cat memes doesn’t write a story — I don’t know why, it’s just true. It’s also true that singing and dancing doesn’t write a story, no matter the tune — again, I’ve no idea why, it’s just the truth. […]

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Writing

I’m a dictation master

Maths saying yo Bob’s doing what the use of Martha pass the worker say trees Siri please Siri Exactly what I dictated… If you can’t tell it’s a bit of Let’s Do It (Let’s Fall In Love). I was practicing dictating so I can get the words all typed up (sort of) as I’m writing […]

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Mental wellbeing, Writing

Perseverance for coherence

It helps, when you write, if you persevere until you’re clear. When what you write doesn’t make sense, when the very thought of words knots your stomach because you can’t get them from your head, don’t give up even if it feels like your best option. Keep going, keep writing, even if the blank page taunts you […]

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Writing

Follow your timeline

It helps, when you write, if you follow your timeline. You’ve got your story where this and that happens at certain times on particular days, and you’ve got to get there so you fill in with background and pertinent details, and it just helps if you know how much time you need to explain away. I realised […]

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Writing

A writer’s New Year in March

For the sake of getting a scene right, it was New Year last night in my house — Auld Lang Syne on repeat for hours and I still don’t know the bloody words. I even celebrated at midnight, popped streamers, a clinked Earl Grey with my reflection. All this to kill the character on the very […]

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Writing

The excuse of a writer

Like every good writer when I set my mind to a task I see it through to the end. Unfortunately, it isn’t the book but the post manual is coming along great! It’ll soon be finished, though, so I’m in the looking for a new excuse — dread the thought I actually finish my story.

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Writing

Sleepy writer

Stuck on a new bit now, I got passed that last bit — it’s the very last bit now, like the beginning of the ending, the near to be done! So close. Damn it. So sleepy. But I want to finish! I don’t want to go to bed, but I must! I’ve got work in the […]

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Writing

Cluttered writer

I’ve been writing and rewriting the same bit for the last two days — I know what I want to say but I don’t like how I’m saying it. Damn words. Damn thoughts. Damn writer here needs to go for a walk.

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Poems & short stories

Duncan stepped outside

Something rustled — a trash bag rustled but what made it rustle was unknown. A cat maybe, or a fox, a rat — it could’ve been any one of a number of things, some more plausible than others. Like aliens. It could’ve been a pre-invasion scout gathering intel on our race by rifling through our […]

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Mental wellbeing, Poems & short stories

I’m sure to cheer

In time I trust — In its stumble and rush, In its rhythm and peal, Its passage — To heal. And in life I’ve faith — In its beauty and weight, In its echo and blend, Its wisdom — To mend. For with these I’m sure — With memories and more, With spirits and fear, […]

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Mental wellbeing, Poems & short stories

Unpleasant guests

When the rain falls to ground — Fills puddles that hide their depths — I am soaked and half-drowned, Shivering and out of breath. When the sun tries to shine — Tries to pierce through woollen clouds — I stumble around blind, Tired of this itchy shroud. When the air pants gently — The wind barely on […]

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