Smooth Talkers in Four Haikus By Celeste Blundell-Camden TALES AND TUNES ABOUND My Pulse quickened - it Was Ninety Four Point Seven It was - Smooth Talkers! SMOOTH DISCOVERY They read - sang - from depths Unexplored territory Bringing all to life…. RADIO REVIVAL Smooth Talkers - that lot What’s that they said:
By Jo Curtain Stick in hand, I trace the lines of the boatshed. Leaves smudge the pond’s surface – a soft murmur of lines – then stillness. Weighted fern fronds bend – repeating lines settle. Memories return, anchoring deep aloneness. Trees weave into the quiet sky. Brittle leaves whisper a secluded pathway—
By Mel King Alrighty folks We’re gonna play a little game Called Two Truths And a Lie It’s going to be about jobs. Again. Humor me. This narrative poem Concludes my employment trilogy Now two of these jobs I’ve actually done It’s your job To spot
Darley Street Ep 3 - About This Thing - Season Three By Steve Gray Sally stared at the final slide of Robert’s presentation on the website, which featured a pixelated diagram of what looked like a cross between a satellite dish and a psychic espresso machine. According to Robert, it was
By Brett J Cole Previous Episodes Taking only one day to rest upon his return after having those soldiers and servants “dismissed”, it was already the night after that when the king proudly addressed his subjects. Before all, upon a grand stage he’d had erected while he’d slept,
A white whale seeks professional help to overcome his blues.
Since I was a boy, I was always fascinated with the weather. I remember playing cricket in the street after school on a hot summer’s afternoon, then suddenly feeling the relief of the cool change wash over me. The ants would scuttle frantically about, seeking shelter before the downpour.
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By Ivor Steven My wounded Dragon, stands so proud His misty eyes, looking up to the clouds Seeing graceful birds flying apart He feels a huge scar close to his heart My Dragon bows, and shakes his beastly head But his enormous tail feels like lead Flapping one wing, then
Thirteen years ago… The dance had not quite concluded when James guided Clara outside into the school grounds. She glanced up into the clear night sky, sparkles sprinkled across its surface. For a moment, she admired its infiniteness and how it witnessed the lives of individuals all around the world.
Darley Street Ep 2 - Your Senses Please - Season Three By Steve Gray The morning air inside Sally’s Bookstore smelled of burnt espresso and desperation. Sally, the shop owner, was currently losing a staring contest with the monthly spreadsheet. Retail was difficult, Rex had just called in sick with ‘chronic
There is something different about your house, about your body... about the garden. Will you enter the shed?