Monthly Archives: January 2021

Discovering Albion – day 9: Over the Moors

We left Whitby, continuing our route southwards through Yorkshire along a road we had travelled together once before. “We’ll have to go to Whitby,” we had said back then. “In winter,” we had added, looking at the steady stream of … Continue reading

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Sun-Day…

* On one side a giant kisses the sky, On the other a fore-finger, its hand buried in clay. Yet should you ask, ‘why?’ There is no one left to say… * Can a sliver of blue heaven Between hard … Continue reading

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Troll Bridge…

* Black-Jack-Davey had been on the road since sun-up. As twilight descended filching the last of the colour from his day he came upon a village. Up ahead he could make out a little stone bridge and what he took … Continue reading

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Snail’s pace

The internet was playing up, the email account had been hacked yet again, pages were taking up to ten minutes each to load and anything that had images or video took longer. It was going to be one of those … Continue reading

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Yearning #midnighthaiku

Together apart Hearts yearn towards each other Love will find a way *

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The Last of Eden by Frank Prem and the Use of Writing Prompts…

Just before Christmas, I received a book in the post from poet, Frank Prem.  The book had not yet been formally published, the author had not seen a copy himself at that point and the book was still awaiting editing. … Continue reading

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Discovering Albion – day 9: Saints and Snakestones

We walked further up the cliff towards the fourteenth century ‘cross’ that rises from its steps in front of the gatehouse. The Abbey, of course, was closed by the time we got there…if, indeed, it had been open at all … Continue reading

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Royalty eh?

  * The king finished scrutinising his appearance in the full length mirror with a satisfying ‘gurgle’. His royal tailor had done an altogether splendid job of ‘ironing out’ the few minor discrepancies of attire which had been picked up … Continue reading

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Little Acorns…

* … A paper flyer blowing in the wind clings to my ankle. I stoop and peel it from my trouser leg, unfurl it and read… ‘…LITTLE ACORNS…’ A Puppet-Play Figured in Three Acts FEATURING THE REDOUBTABLE MR PUNCH THE … Continue reading

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The Small Dog is under the weather…

I’ve been feeling under the weather, It is winter and bones can get cold… Especially when you reach my age And your two-legs keeps saying “You’re old.” * Now, I know that in ‘dog years’ I’m eldest, Though the theory … Continue reading

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