Wonder Woman – still great at 75
I don’t know if I’ve ever told anyone this, but I am a HUGE fan of Wonder Woman. Continue reading Wonder Woman – still great at 75
Tag: Writing
Haiku x 3
How many times do I have to mention that I love Haiku and its 5/7/5 syllable structure?
Here’s three completely unrelated Haiku I wrote a few minutes ago. Continue reading Haiku x 3
Third Time Lucky. A poem.
Ever get the feeling you didn’t get it right the first time? Or the second? Here’s a poem I wrote to celebrate third time lucky, whenever and wherever she may be. Continue reading Third Time Lucky. A poem.
Firefly is back! Or, might be…
People love Firefly. I don’t just mean they love it. I mean they LOVE it. Diehard fans are everywhere, and the one thing they have clamoured for all these years, is to bring the show back to TV. Continue reading Firefly is back! Or, might be…
Refill. A poem.
Another experiment, this time in structure. I’ve done these sorts of “visual” poems before, but I liked how this one turned out. Continue reading Refill. A poem.
Dietary Disaster
I have loved pancakes for many years. Although I make no great claims regarding my epicurean knowledge or experiences, I like to think I’m a bit of a connoisseur when it comes to pancakes. I’ve had all types of strange and exotic mixes, with sides too varied and eccentric to list here. Continue reading Dietary Disaster
Mountains and Valleys. A poem.
I hate having depression. It’s not hard to guess what I wrote this poem about. Continue reading Mountains and Valleys. A poem.
Logan. A movie review.
I saw Logan yesterday. And what I saw was a great movie, one that focussed on character, with a good story, great acting, great action set pieces that contributed to the plot, rather than being there for the sake of it, and some deep underlying themes and messages that resonated with me. Continue reading Logan. A movie review.
Alone. A poem.
Another Friday night, finds me alone.
Another lonely Friday night, I compose another lonely poem. Continue reading Alone. A poem.
Passengers. A poem.
An experimental poem using only three syllables per line. Hope you like it. Continue reading Passengers. A poem.
The Day. A poem.
Divorce is a major upheaval for anyone going through it. A gamut of emotions, some good, some bad. In the end, it’s often the best thing. To move on. To have a fresh start.
It’s not always that easy to see at the time, though. Continue reading The Day. A poem.
Haiku indeed
I can’t escape those evocative 5/7/5 syllable structures.
I’m still composing in triplets, but not a trilogy, this time. Continue reading Haiku indeed
Ghosts. A poem.
This poem came to me while I was on the loo (inspiring and a lttle gross). It’s a bit Poe-like, at times, I think. Wasn’t intentionally so. Continue reading Ghosts. A poem.
Sorrow. A poem.
Another poem. Can’t seem to stop writing them. It’s almost like my dam of emotion has burst its walls.
Maybe that’s a bit too melodramatic, but you know what I mean. Continue reading Sorrow. A poem.
Cat and Mouse. A poem.
This poem is the sequel to a short story I wrote for uni. Continue reading Cat and Mouse. A poem.
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