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I opened the shaking white door and saw a cream white blanket of Snow perched on the cold, shivering ground. I saw a painter, painting the dark sky into a fresh white one. A blanket of snow wanted me to step on it: I imagined it would take me... -
Frankie once again whisks us away to a fairytale world in his latest Christmas tale… In Winter, the call of the bells hound the Orphan Girl as she passes through the flurrying snow. In her rags she is a mere part of the landscape, a muddy blot gone unnoticed... -
Frost-crisped grass, a glittering field Of upturned blades, and the distant Muffled swell of a choir singing. Windows fogged with steam and Lights blurred behind, flashing, Pulsing, twinkling against the eye. A brisk wind to chap the lips, Noses red, feet stamping, hands Thumping, scarfs wrapped tight.... -
In this months poetry showcase, we thought we’d get into the Christmas spirit! So without further ado- on with the festivities! A time to share Hear the music, the radio blares Those classics of Whams last Christmas, they share the magic of Wizards, compare all my amaze and Makes... -
Day 1 Overnight, pumpkins festoon supermarket windows. It has begun. Day 2 Boys with conkers, brown and polished as their school shoes, battering rams swung on shoelaces to fight. Day 3 Translucent colours hover in the sky, droplets plop, rainbow above the canal. Day 4 Late. Again. This stop... -
In light of recent spooky holidays *cough cough Halloween* this months showcase focuses on the macabre, unearthly and most of all The Supernatural! Witching Hour This existence as a fatigued ghost- each waking moment an aching darkness. Lauren Winson Purgatory I tiptoe through the graveyard... -
At the end of October-month skeletons dance on the graves of our mothers and fathers. They rise to the call of the night and bring out their buried fiddles to play a jig. Only Red Jack Robin, little Jack they call him who perches on the branches of the...
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