I was raised in a celestial sphere, they are nothing special it is just that those on Earth forgot what they were. Mine was where those who were not wanted were sent, a small bubble of self containment we slipped along our rail in an egg of shame. Orphans, children of begger’s and the results […]
So I am taking along copies of The Little Book of Festive Poetry (which I’ve made myself) to the Cranham Craft Fayre tomorrow! I will sign them if asked and profit goes to buy the school new books for their library. Its on from 10 – 4 and I will also have copies of Running […]
The death mask of the Urian king was life like except the colour of the skin and the vacant staring eyes, no iris or pupil. The King’s daughter, Uma, stood staring in horror as it was placed over an empty tomb. She knew it was empty because she was not scared of the Elementals’ wrath; […]
Jenleg had made me rest after I’d read the mountain of paper work, she must have given me a sneaky shot of something – or maybe it had been a delayed activation sedative in the food, what ever it was she tucked me on my make shift bed and had hurried away to supervise the […]
The Shrimp (first published on Turquoise Monster) I am hiding safe In a poisonous jungle Tentacle petals sway Pinks and purples Strong, vibrant Beautifully deadly I am hiding safe In the anemone’s flower Transparent and small Who could find me? Beneath a protective canopy Ignored, secure I am hiding safe As beauty drags Beauty from […]