Not quite The Hemingway Day today, simply because I have too many words and not enough brain power left to edit them. I think I’ll go and plug myself into the mains and get a recharge. If only. Run. Her footsteps blended into the pounding of each rain drop. As each one plummeted down his cheeks, she managed to […]
Shakespeare has always had my admiration, but he’s earned some extra kudos today, in the wake of my painstaking attempt at writing a traditional English sonnet… (with the theme of Future and some chiasmus thrown in for good measure) Thaw. From shadows uncertain, a wreck you hauled In spite of the grave that shrouded the eye. It […]
Today I have been slicing words from magazines like a blackmailing pro, to create what is known as ‘Found Poetry’. Here’s what I discovered amidst the piles of paper words… Fickle. Panoramic florals amplify the monochrome morning. You rave with that cheap thrill, Artificial in flirtation, A moonphase away from a world Quilted in blue.
I shall be snap happy for the next few weeks for the Photography101 challenge. Day One… photograph home. Home. He often chuckles at the minute measure of my size threes. http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/minimalist/