Snuffles and truffles found wallowing in the mud noble little pig Since last year roughly corresponded to the Year of the Pig, I decided to write an ode to the pig (albeit in the form of a haiku) for my 12 Months of Writing challenge. The pig is a very under-appreciated animal. Not many know this, but pigs are the actual masterminds behind the fakenews campaign that dolphins are our secret overlords…. Read More
The ship went sailing from the bay
with countless treasures in its hold.
The waves roiled on that windy day,
though tamed by sailors brave and bold
Storm winds come, storm winds go He slumbers in the earth below Close your mind, close your eyes In the darkness he will rise Fallen King who dwelt in stone Sleeping still in soil-clad bone Risen soon from earthen bed To place a crown upon his head Ancient foes, beware, beware Flesh and blood and bone laid bare Sharpened steel, lightning-forged The Fallen King picks up his sword In the darkness he… Read More
Magpies and humans collecting shiny baubles crow over their wealth Today is the first official day of 12 Months of Writing! This haiku came about when I was walking home from work one day last week and spotted a bit of silver on the pavement. Immediately I thought “ooh, what is that shiny?” It turned out to be half a button popper that must’ve fallen off somebody’s coat or bag, and for… Read More
Adventurous summer holidays,
a time of make-believe.
When every hidey-hole was a fort
and monsters lived in trees.
The siren swam beneath the sea,
singing her song without a care,
for under wave her life was free—
her life was free, but cold and bare.
Plucked from their patches
hollowed, cut, and brought to life
wickedly they scheme.
Strong and stronger
as the evenings grow shorter
the shadows, longer.
Gone is the freshness of warm summer rain,
Gone are the words which brought me to shame.
Gone are the birds, aloft in the sky,
Gone are the flowers, which in fields lie.
Silent, midnight silk,
starlight eyes in winter sky.
I’m being followed.