The Power Of Words

I love poetry and don’t read it enough and while browsing some second hand books today I came across a book with the simple title ‘Cat Poems’, loving both I naturally picked it up, but expecting it would most likely be many of the same poems I have already, in other collections, many times over;...

Step Into A Strange, Wonderful World

Step into strangeness Sitting in the grey, misty damp, the horizon a dream-like blur, the still, cold air, a feeling of being out of time, the light never changing from morning through afternoon, just a continual, eternal grey, insubstantial moment; what better atmosphere to be diving into the writing of Bruno Schulz. I have wanted...

Night Dreaming

Night is peace, freedom, it has a magic that opens up once the sun sets; the last ray of sun ignites imagination as the dark hours replace the light. Everything fires up as distractions cease to be a torment in the soft unfolding of night. It only increases as the darkness sinks deeper, bolder as...

Ignorance Is Bliss.

If you could go back, if you could forget, all of it, de-programme yourself to know none of this, to know only what they want you to know, only what you were meant to know, only, let’s face it, what you need to know, life would be so much easier, nicer, so much calmer. I...

‘Tis the Season to Be Jolly…..

The glow of festive, magical lights, the haunting echo of carols, the jingle of bells, a small village putting on such a festive experience, beautiful, right???............. But it all rings hollow in its fake glow of love, everywhere you look there is cruelty and death, but virtually no one sees it, blinded by the illusion,...

Things That Have Made a Crap Week Bearable…..

    Sylvia and Poe – My two best friends and they inspire me so much, every day. Though totally different in character, they are both survivors in a hard world and such precious souls. Algernon Blackwood – Picking out a story at random, (he wrote great atmospheric stories), and it being about, among other...

Life Goes On

Life goes on. That’s what they say, and of course it’s true, it goes on despite us, despite everything, despite the worst things, even when we don’t want it to, even when it feels wrong, all wrong. Life is, and even when I feel cast adrift, knowing life will never be the same again, things...

What to do when there’s nothing left to do.

When there’s nothing left to say, When there’s nothing left to do, When there is no hope left...... I see a small curled figure, alone in the grey wind-blown morning. A small cat, four floors below, still, in the gutter of the car park, just ears move occasionally. As the rubbish blows around this solitary,...

Don’t Wait For It This Is It

I used to think there would come a time when things would be ‘right’, be better and I could then do......whatever. Till then I had it in my mind, waiting, but this time kept getting yanked away, like a tease, a trap, pulled away again and again. Till the realization suddenly hit me. It’s a...

A Dark Stranger Keeps His Secrets

Poe doesn’t know his name. What it was I’ll never know and I’m sure he has long since forgotten, if it ever existed at all. So I gave him one, because to me he is someone, even if he exists on the edges of life and is shunned and unwanted. Mysterious black stranger, wild cat,...