Laidback DM: Trading Places
During long campaigns, some players might not turn up for sessions, some might retire, new players will join. There are good reasons for changes in your ongoing cast—work and family commitments, sports, meetings and significant events in peoples’ lives. And … Continue reading Laidback DM: Trading Places
Avengers Endgame. A movie review.
Avengers Endgame has been hyped to the nth degree, and for good reason: it’s really good. The Marvel Studios movie universe has been going for 11 years. 22 movies later, and Endgame arrives as part 2 of the Infinity War … Continue reading Avengers Endgame. A movie review.
Poets Loved: ‘Beat! Beat! Drums!’ by Walt Whitman
Beat! Beat! Drums! Walt Whitman Beat! beat! drums!—blow! bugles! blow! Through the windows—through doors—burst like a ruthless force, Into the solemn church, and scatter the congregation, Into the school where the scholar is studying, Leave not the bridegroom quiet—no happiness … Continue reading Poets Loved: ‘Beat! Beat! Drums!’ by Walt Whitman
Laidback DM: Shotglass Adventures in Print!
Hi All, The print proof for Shotglass Adventures arrived today and I just finished sending rewards emails to all the Kickstarter Supporters (who get a digital copy for free, along with all the digital stretch goal rewards shown at the … Continue reading Laidback DM: Shotglass Adventures in Print!
Enfilade. A poem.
The enfilade is over And bodies lie strewn Across the battlefield Like broken bottles Leaking last regrets You have cut me down Your machine gun wit And explosive rejoinders Creating a no man’s land Where I lie fractured. For more … Continue reading Enfilade. A poem.
Disguises. A haiku.
We wear disguises, donning them every day, hiding in plain sight. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book formats. Click here … Continue reading Disguises. A haiku.
Book Sale! ‘The All or the Nothing’ at 20% off for a limited time
Hi all My first print poetry book, The All or the Nothing, is currently on sale for 20% off for a limited time. It’s normally $10.00 Australian but is now $8.00, which is approximately $5.60 American or 4.30 British pounds … Continue reading Book Sale! ‘The All or the Nothing’ at 20% off for a limited time
Influence. A poem.
I have read your words And seen my influence My mind is contours of constancy Of riotous colour and ascendancy My words spill across the canvas Every emotion eagerly revealed A zeitgeist for you to watch And absorb and capture … Continue reading Influence. A poem.
I Live. A poem.
I live Amongst Serrated tongues And plastic … Continue reading I Live. A poem.
The Hole. A poem.
The hole stares back at me, A great, unblinking eye That will not let me be. The hole is black as pitch And filled with pain and lies, Every scar and every stitch. The hole it draws me in, Inescapable … Continue reading The Hole. A poem.
Life, Finally. A poem.
My wanderings, part of me, intrinsically. My wonderings, ostensibly necessary. My heart and head, as one, not separately. My head and heart, all I need, invariably. My turns of phrase never lead me astray. My phrasing, beguiling, when it turns … Continue reading Life, Finally. A poem.
The Curse of the Weeping Woman. A movie review.
The Curse of La Llorona, or The Curse of the Weeping Woman as it’s called for Australian release, is an okay horror movie that does its best to scare you with a rejigged ghost story that’s fun to watch but … Continue reading The Curse of the Weeping Woman. A movie review.
Haiku. The Wake.
In the wake of now, Blessed are the peacemakers And the sanctified. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book formats. Click … Continue reading Haiku. The Wake.
The Search. A poem.
I have yet to find The erstwhile substance, The peace of mind, Free from nomenclature And chilled regrets. The ice upon my lake, Covered in spider filigree And waiting to consume Me with every overly Anxious step. My navigation clears, … Continue reading The Search. A poem.
Leash. A poem.
A vague and secondary feeling Unkempt and untrusting Creeping through my head Like an uninvited stranger And yet so familiar Just as I’m feeling good about myself and my world The black dog bites me A subtle reminder Of his … Continue reading Leash. A poem.
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