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Month: September 2014

[From the archives] The Rain Remembers

The second and final poem for this year’s National Poetry Day contest! This is for the expert category – a haiku. The theme this year is Remember.

The Rain Remembers (haiku)

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Rain is summer’s bane

Rain falls from the clouds above

Rain soaks the world below

Rain holds memories

Rain holds lives and secret thoughts

Rain will remember

Rain is remembered

Rain sticks to our minds like glue

Rain affects our thoughts

Rain can bring sadness

Rain is like tears on your face

Rain is misery

But rain can bring joy

Splashing through the soggy streets

Rain is happiness

Of all rain has seen

Happy memories will stick

The rain is joyful

[From the archives] Four Notes From the Fields of War

EDIT: Added the word “Four” in the title to clarify the poem.

First poem for the National Poetry Day contest! This year’s theme is Remember.

If anyone’s interested in reading older drafts of the poems, just say in the comments and I’ll put them up.

Four Notes From the Fields of War

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War marches on,

Every day and every night.

When the war began,

It was nothing – over by Christmas.

Look at us now – our

Lives have been upturned.

Rain pours down on my lands

Everywhere you look.

My armies are at stalemate

Even though one must win.

My fields are stained with

Blood, all across my once-green grass,

Everything now grey or brown – but for the red –

Rain will wash it away.

The heat of battle is intense –

Here a shot, there a shot.

Every shot could hit its target,

Me or someone else.

[From the archives] Writer’s Bloc 16/9/14 – free animal

Free writing from Writer’s Bloc.

Stimulus: “There is a sound like a pebble dropped down a well.” (from All The Truth That’s In me)

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There is a sound like a pebble dropped down a well.

Mostly because a pebble was dropped down a well.

However, this pebble is a very important pebble.

It isn’t a smartwatch, if you’re wondering. Just an ordinary, small stone.

Who dropped it down the well? What pebble is this?

Why is it so special?

That is what I must find out.

The first step? Drop down the well after it.

Which, er, turns out to be a very stupid idea.

•••

There is a sound like a boulder dropped down a well. This is followed by a momentary scream, and then nothing.

I peer down the well. I can’t see anything – it’s so dark.

I hear a familiar laugh behind me. Oh great. It’s Will.

“Whatcha doin’, looking down a well?”

“Shove off,” I reply.

“I will shove off.”

He shoves me off down the well.

•••

There is a sound like a, I don’t know, something dropped down the well.

The well has no guard.

time up

[From the archives] Untitled Doctor Who Story 2: Into The Spaceship – The Twoish Doctors

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