Grief digs deeper when the winter months mutter war, the loss of place, of purposeful peace and the gross destruction of homes, humans and even habitats of tiny beings that have sought warmth under the frozen crust. ——- It’s a bloody burden that they carry on breaking backs, as they see bursting bombs of greed… Continue reading War in Winter
Month: February 2022
My Valentine
The snowdrops split the Earth and bravely shone against the wintry grey. Hiding below where the secret darkness of the soil gives life, two fruits gradually split and new birth begins. Separately they grew entwining the bare branches of the beleaguered hawthorn ruled by frost and snow, hail and gales. But still they grew on… Continue reading My Valentine
Leading by Manipulation
Hear, hear, grew the charge and so the slow lethargic loyal men and women wove the web around his feet, tripping and ripping his riposte. —- Whipping them were those now nervously, previously deviously devising each broken rule, wearing blue to hearten him, smelling the welling of the telling of truths, they writhe and slithily slip… Continue reading Leading by Manipulation