THE TROUBLE WITH SUITCASES: THE ART OF NOT TRAVELLING LIGHT

SLEEP: A poem about that elusive little s***

GORGEOUS

WINTER : A POEM ABOUT GLOBAL WARMING

WHISPERS

The Bullies

BUNCH: The fibber

MADE: A tiny poem on the satisfaction and fun of creating

THOUGHTS : Return to the Light

CITY

A grand day out!

Shoreline

Kindred: a poem for someone wonderful

BELIEF

A tiny poem for my Nana

Once upon a time there was a sex kitten…

Searching.

The 4th Tiny Winter Poem.

Searching for a way back to joy, to reignite passion, to find new purpose after trauma.

A Tiny Winter Poem, prompted by the word NEARLY, this is a special one, again written in a few minutes, for Valentines Day…

RIPPLE

Another tiny poem written in minutes from a prompt.

Today, the word is “Ripple”

And sometimes, just for fun, I have a go at writing poetry. This came in a few minutes from a prompt proposed by Beth Kempton.

This particular excerpt is special to me because, although nothing in this book is based on my parents’ life, whenever I think of it I feel a tightening in my chest. I suppose it could be the father’s (Nikos) speech patterns, or possibly subconscious memories of my Italian grandparents. I had no intention of digging it out of my hard-drive today because I was busy working on my current WIP. But somehow I got side-tracked, sucked into it, and ended up fiddling with old words for a couple of hours. Which is probably just a waste of time, really. Nevertheless, I’m glad I did, because it brought me a wonderfully soothing feeling of nostalgia. Signorina Giuseppina is not the title of the manuscript, just the name of one of the minor characters in the story who nevertheless plays an important role. I had set out to write a sweeping, epic, romantic love story set between England, Sicily and Ithaca, Greece. The manuscript currently lives in a drawer. Once I’ve finished my current WIP I might go back to it… I don’t know.

Maybe you’ll enjoy this excerpt. Let me know.

I don’t know if I’ve been living under a rock or spending too much time making up fibs on the computer, or I’m totally losing touch with the wonderful world of beauty products, and somehow missed the launch of this Cicaplast Serum… but I had to leave the keyboard today to go and buy some deyellowifying shampoo and conditioner as banana yellow is not a good color on me. Is the ozone layer killing my highlights, or are the baddies putting curry in the chem-trails?!