The following is a very rough draft of a poem drawn directly from life. I went into a cafe in a nearby town today, trying to write, but... The Voice The café should be perfect, except for the owner's voice, drilling into the peace; everyone else a mellow murmur but she is shouting between tables … Continue reading two sides of one voice
It’s National Writing Day, apparently. Since my brain has melted in summer heat, I will compose a poem for you. What I have writ Is frankly IT With quite a bit Of splendid wit Now isn’t that marvellous? I’m such a super, lovely Brit. I think the heat really is getting to me. On another … Continue reading rising to the occasion
Encouragement can come in unexpected ways from unexpected places. Have you found that? But have you also discovered its opposite - that discouragement can come from places where you would presume to have found encouragement?