Where First We Met
An ode to survival stretched between two beings which resonates back and forth. It also doubles as a rope ladder …
Author Archives: Esme upon the Cloud
Good Grief
I need help with this new editor malarkey. It’s changed completely to the new format with blocks and such bollocks …
Tom Noddy – Do you know anything of him?- An Update!
Here is an update to the below post, I thought I’d show the original post and then add to it …
Like a Frisbee, into the Lampblack Night
Ontogenesis I am cold, he said. Then wear me as a cape, she replied. And so he did, donning her, …
In Honour Of Lawrence Ferlinghetti
A wonderful poet, one of my favourites and by gum he lived a long life, 101 when he died on …
The Map
The Map His gaze traced the curve Of her concupiscent hip, Considering the swelling arc Of his own intentions as …
The Toll
The Cloud Speaks on the Subject of ‘The Toll’ The terrible life events we must all endure at one time …
Looking Picturesque and Mythical with These Two Feathery Maniacs
I am deep in edits at present, along with surviving the apocalypse. (At least the fattened Ming the Merciless has …
Seven Years
The below arrived a couple of days ago. Seven years since the Cloud first drifted into the blogosphere! It feels …
Detective Work Needed – Meet Skully (edit – case solved!)
As many of you know Esme collects oddities. Sometimes damaged ( outer condition is a terrible way to judge worth), …
On The New Year – Goethe (and his mates)
This poem was composed in 1802 for a merry party that used to meet each year at Goethe’s house, so …
Ding Dong Merrily
Felicitations, one and all. ❤ Esme jingling everyone’s bells whilst sending smiles their way
The Pleas of the Bombinating Bees
If you found the wings story chewy, take a breath and suspend your belief (and suspenders in relief) yet further …
Spot of Tiffin?
As most of you are aware, Esme loves a nice cup of tea with her sticky bun of an afternoon/late …
Simulcast Fragment – 4201596/E.C. – Scar fall
Scarfall For the eavesdroppers I forget. The strata of a small life missing some of its fossils. No big shakes. …
I had one, but the wheel fell off
I recently read an article that was somewhat entertaining and so shall proceed to nick its theme and twist it …
