A flash fiction poetry writing post composed for May. This piece is a poem, of no more than twenty-five lines, using the following words: verdant, open, silence, richness, compassion, and recipe. The Recipe The recipe,I…
An acrostic . . . Let us start our story, way back at the beginning,Introduce conflict and concern, charm with characterisation,Exceptional skills we must show, not tell. Be erudite, entertaining as well,Handle flow and feelings,…
Paul Gustave Fischer, (1860-1934) Copenhagen tram s.d. Puff, puff on his fat cigar, This time, he’s gone too far. “How embarrassing, I should jump, I’m an old fool, a silly chump.” 50 dollars! Oh,…
It’s really very important not to over-stress, Try not to do more, but attempt to do less, Being calm and relaxed is the way to impress, Take a jaunt on the Cornish Riviera Express. If…
Lock the door, throw away the key, You’re safe outside, not here with me. I’m happy inside, an empty room, all alone, Theories orchestrated, debated, ideas grown. A den of defiance, stable of sublime, Parlour…
What a familiar view! This place I know. Do you? Early evening silhouetting, orangey-pink sun is setting, Lights sparkling, on show, the whole town a warm glow, Coming alive, so strong, night-time liquor and happy…