Celeste Blundell-Camden
by Celeste Blundell-Camden VIEWPOINT Sparkling Diamonds - Beautiful - but most are flawed! What of us - the same? HUMBLE TEACHER Strong tall barked wonder - You seed, sprout, bloom - change and die. Do you not ask why? THE SONG The immensity - Sky sea earth wind bird - human All are part - yet - all.
Phoebe Hancox
by Phoebe Hancox People assumed that when the rapture happened They would be responsible. That the world revolved around them And that they were the only ones that faced judgment They assumed that dogs, birds, and horses were clueless, Didn’t worship a higher power, Maybe even worshipped them, their
Dorothy Johnston
by Dorothy Johnston I write this in anticipation of the guns, the echoing of gunfire off the houses. The reeds around the swamp do not so much give back an echo as bear witness to untimely death. Not the death and re-birth of the god, the coming of spring
Poets' Palace
By Ivor Steven My harpooned Dragon, fallen and out of breath Gazing around, pleading, near death The Slayer's spear, protrudes from his scaly vest And I listen, to his pounding chest Quickly, I plunge my sword, cutting shard Removing the spears horrid barb My Dragon exhales an awesome
Mrs Cash told the CEO, Charles, I was stealing her bananas I was just a cleaner I liked my job I could do it any time I wanted so long as I turned up Twice a week I could wear my headphones Rock out while I vacuumed and wiped and
Steve Gray
Previous Episodes by Steve Gray Hello, Are You Open? Continued Bijay and Leonard went to the crepe shop, got some coffees and sat and chatted while waiting for the shelves to be delivered. Bijay asked what Leonard knew about business, and offered a suggestion, ‘There’s a book I found
By Denise Main and Ian Chisholm Previous Episodes Arch had tossed and turned, twisting his sleeping bag into a tangled tube. He groaned, trapped in a dream. Women wearing the Blessed People head scarves over their uncut hair had circled him stomping their feet, jeering, shouting insults, calling him the
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Brett J Cole
My Dragon, The Tetralogy: Part 1 – My Dragon by Ivor Steven Original Post A monstrous Dragon, breathing fire Did arise from the gurgling mire Dark gangrenous green, from head to tail Claws blackened, sharp as nails Purple secretions, from his scaly chest A spear harpooned, a grizzly mess Nostrils ablaze,
Steve Gray
By Steve Gray Previous Episodes Hello, Are You Open? Leonard had struggled to make his shop happen, he would go in after work and ‘fiddle’ His wife Jo, didn’t say anything, she knew that he could get depressed about things and that might simply shut him down some more.
Ivor Steven
by Ivor Steven A monstrous Dragon, breathing fire Did arise from the gurgling mire Dark gangrenous green, from head to tail Claws blackened, sharp as nails Purple secretions, from his scaly chest A spear harpooned, a grizzly mess Nostrils ablaze, bloodied red Eyes seeping yellow maggot heads My Dragon’s
Elyse Harrison
by Elyse Harrison Previous episodes Fifteen years ago… Knock, knock, knock. From her bedroom, Clara could hear the faint sound of knuckles tapping on the front door. Her mother’s soft footsteps padded their way down the hallway and the door opened with a familiar creak. A male’s voice,