Devouring Diction
English Flavors by Laure-Anne Bosselaar I love to lick English the way I licked the hard round licorice sticks the …
Author Archives: Esme upon the Cloud
And boom, six years passed (the post) . . .
I have just been informed by WordPress that this very day heralds six years of Cloudiness here, in this place …
This Brutal Passion
Nostril flares pair with platform brows moshing in uniform parallel to sonic unison the admiration addicts perch all Parka’ed up …
The Scullery Maid
Superb poetry from Mike Steeden here; my reblogs always beggar up so I’m pasting it along with the linkage to …
Illuminating souls across the aether
Cemeteries are high on Esme’s list of favourite places to visit (along with The Transgalactic Dutch Pancake House – each …
Harpo Nude Ears
Honk honk. Ticklesome business. Esme raises her bucket of Woodford Reserve and aspartame-free, caffeine-free, reality -free coke and ice to …
All Together Now
It’s his wee knee tremble that gets me. Worth staying with for solo. Felicitations folks from Esme and the Cloud! …
The Name Game
Names are powerful, they create a subliminal image to the characters in books, poetry and lyrics, one added to the …
The 500 and odd oddsters
Esme blows a fanfare on her trombone – Last week Esme’s Cloud gained the 500th follower. Five hundred no less! …
The Waiting Room
The Waiting Room Esmeralda Cloud: From my vantage point upon the Cloud, a scene presents itself; another cipher from the …
Some Kind of Clockwork Angels
I was pointed in the direction of this chap’s work this afternoon. He makes some quite incredible creations and many of …
Simulcast Fragment – 1825210005 – Lucian E. Fabble – The Ghost of Your Writer
The following letter and subsequent verses were found by rail guard Lucian E. Fabble on the first day of November …
The Hold
The Hold. My shipped mate — the swarthy book an’ ear, Nine tails whip from slide to schlong, Cat’s tongue-tied, …
It was the best of times it was the worst of times…
Must have been a Thursday then.
The Ill-advised Musings of a Svengali Surgeon
He said . . . I will make you my Helen of Troy, dearest one, Disguise the crow’s …
Common has Muck and Decency in tow . . .
Word Up It’s packed in here. I can’t actually see Packed because, true to his name, he’s in the …
Spot the Dog
Or rather Rosie the dog, in the beautiful colours of September.
The Cloud Speaks On the Subject of Marbles.
Detach some temperate layer of your egoical self, some gentle, unspectacular aspect of your existence which slips along quietly with, …
Twin Towers
Powerful words with heart from Ben here. Do visit and read. https://wp.me/p1CEkS-71
Blushing Orphan Porcelain
Here is one of Esme’s teapots, a quirky joy of a type named ‘Blushware’ produced by a company called Burslem, …
