Tag: Creative Writing
The Depression Triptych
The Depression Triptych
Part 1: crying
Trapped in a water torture cell
Filling up with my never-ending tears.
I foresee and feel myself slowly
Drowning, but unlike
Houdini I’m no...
The Five Stages of Exams, a short story
The Five Stages of Exams
Denial
It’s the middle of April now and you’re at home, seeing friends you haven’t seen for months, binge-watching Netflix and...
Goodbye
He remembers the first time he drove alone. Creeping, clutch down, round the empty car park at the bay. He felt every pebble pop...
‘The Lakehouse’
I wish I could hold this moment forever in my mind. You, in tiny sleeves and trousers with your stuffed bear sat at your...
“Brushing”
Her hair runs down her back in a meter of thick, hazel satin. Each morning I’m called over to brush, to share the load....
‘Shade’
The month twas White and decked with Gold,
With gifts for young, the gifts from old.
We saw the films and read the books,
A Reddened nose;...
The air it breathes of candles burned
The air it breathes of candles burned,
Of crimson gold and tinselled dew,
Where’er I walk the scent it soothes
My crystal flakes like snow unturned.
We...
‘Ebony Eve’
Inky darkness ebbed and creeped,
Black and cold and deeply steeped,
In auburn fire of Sun’s rebirth,
Pale moon above the ebony Earth.
Leaves twist and writhe upon...
Sleep
A comfy bed, a weary head;
The sheets drip golden lead
Into the morning dew,
Covering darkness with luscious hue.
The wind in my eyes, soaring through skies,
As...
Favourite Holiday (Lindsay Warner)
Mama and Aunt Fawzia had really outdone themselves this Eid. A delicious array of food covered the dining room table, the tempting aroma of...
