She bent over the bare page and remembered the scenes on the news and groaned How to put into words the horror and human degradation? —————- As someone thinks it’s a right thing to snatch away lives, break bodies like shells and dreams and smash and crush into fragmentation. —————————- She saw the bloodied… Continue reading Destruction
Resurrection
It was like an earthquake when it happened; his soul dropping into the flayed flesh with a thump. ————————- He lay shocked by the immanence of the bloodied corpse the frigid flesh and the cold of the darkling tomb. He fought to move fingers and lifted his head, scarred by thorns and saw the fissures… Continue reading Resurrection
Mary is for real.
What was that?’ Mary asked sharply. ‘You thought he would be with the little ones and the women? when now he is a man to be numbered amongst men!’ ——————————– Tears on her lashes, Mary’s anger spilled over to the one who had given her this precious child, a boy who was now wretched and… Continue reading Mary is for real.
Mary is for real.
(Luke chapter 2: 41-50) ‘What was that?’ Mary asked sharply. ‘You thought he would be with the little ones and the women? when now he is a man to be numbered amongst men!’ ——————————– Tears on her lashes, Mary’s anger spilled over to the one who had given her this precious child, a boy who… Continue reading Mary is for real.
Love
Early Spring Loving I would lay on a bank of violets entwined with my beloved. We would caress and kiss amidst their sweet scent. ——————————- I would not my sweet so lie in the early Spring, chilled and soaked by a purple speckled mound. Lets away to lie on a woollen wrap, as passion’s sweet… Continue reading Love
Plastic Warfare
The clouds floated on the face of the water, which flowed silently under branches of trees. Nothing moved nothing stirred but the grey water. ———————- Up above the sun shone cloaking the trees in burning heat and searing the ground; charring the last vestiges of grass that were not burned by the salt laced stream.… Continue reading Plastic Warfare
A knife through the heart
She clutched the photo that had brought her so much joy but now her hammering heart was bruised and broken. —————————— She damped down her rage, afraid to feel that ferocious force which had flared fisting her hands, as she tried to heed the so sad sympathetic officer. —————————— She rocked back and forth and… Continue reading A knife through the heart
To Hell and Back
Defenceless Head in hands, he stared out the dirty window. Manacled feet clanked as he shifted for a better view in the fading light of fields where the dusky figures bowed by years of bad food, ‘sleep and deep unhappiness. Boss man raised his anger filled voice Slapping her down for slaving slowly. —————————– Seth,… Continue reading To Hell and Back
Possession
Possession and freedom The flames were warming as darkness closed in. She fidgeted as she waited. Tonight was her’s and she nervously rehearsed the words of her hurt and harm and healing. Settling, the group expectantly turned, some yawned and others looked at her, waiting, waiting for her. Mary moved and motioned to her to… Continue reading Possession
Alliterative Politics.
Politicians Alliterative Politics Groans and grief and greying out of guarantees, pouring in of power that puts politicians paramount as they sort through mail, campaigns and tweets and still they stick to the stultifying straightjackets of policies, proudly pushed past pleading public. Burdens bearing down the battered poor as they struggle to stave of sickness,… Continue reading Alliterative Politics.