That Time of Year

It is a wonderous thing “time”.

Whittled Words – Huitain Poem

The huitain is actually a derivative of the French ballade. In fact, it is a complete 8-line poem composed of one ballade stanza.

Thirsty

You have resurrected the man,
Saved a parched and dying land…

Fallow Field

Our minds are like the fallow field,
Overgrown when left on their own…

Tuesday Tidbits #101

A loquacious lagoon of languishing literary laments.

Winter Woods

As I walked in the winter woods,
Amongst a chorus of white pines…

Scared

My mind plays tricks on me,
The kind without a laugh,
Spirits haunting memory,
As I walk my solemn path…

Surreal Santa’s List – Play Here

Play along and leave your list of thoughtful gifts…

Whittled Words – Hir A Thoddaid Poem

Some of you may have already guessed simply by the name, but the Hir A Thoddaid is a Welsh form.

Christmas Eve

I watch the world curl into itself,
As streets empty from the rush…

Flannel with Faith

Embracing imperfection with faith, flannel, & fresh air

JaZzArt en València

Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author, Veteran

Rum and Robots

We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Perception

A journey into the labyrinth of my sceptical mind.

Pete Springer

Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author