Where First We Met
An ode to survival stretched between two beings which resonates back and forth. It also doubles as a rope ladder …
Category Archives: Words and Curious Creations From the Troposphere.
Good Grief
I need help with this new editor malarkey. It’s changed completely to the new format with blocks and such bollocks …
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, …
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 …
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 …
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 …
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 …
Such a Joy
My Rosie-roo being endearing as ever. (Possibly because of the butties in my hand)
Alive and if not kicking, Certainly Soft Shoe Shuffling
Just under three weeks of it. There is some resemblance to the seven plagues with the virus, I was fully …
Malady M’Lady
The virus has me, however I have avoided hospital (no skin on teeth left) and though still in a bad …
Rolling Up the Wall
The accumulator calumniator: A spender in dark mottled splendour Which has coined a thousand phrases Drops — never has it …
