Reflections of Helena

Romantic Flash Fiction Helena, she was my perfection. From girl to woman I had watched her grow, always showing her the natural clarity of her beauty.


When Eyes Meet

Across the crowded dance floor, I saw her. Her soft blonde hair cascading in loose curls over her shoulders. Her sparkling eyes staring into the darkness of the room. Her lips curling softly under the ruby gloss.

Blank Verse

Blank Verse is constructed lines of iambic pentameter without a rhyme scheme. For longer poems, it can be divided into stanzas of varying length or stanzas of equal length.

Gustav Holst: The Planets – Venus

Gustavos Theodore von Holst was an English composer, arranger and teacher. There had been professional musicians on the Holst family and it was noted when he was a young boy he would follow the same calling. Apart from the Planet Suite and a few other pieces his music was largely ignored until the 1980s.

Twilight Hunter

I long to see the sparkle in your eyes Silent and yearning a prowling desire Unsated want hidden in empty sighs And like the hunter stalking the streets

The Crossing – The Raid

One morning in late spring Loban was sat in the kitchen finishing his breakfast. I sat sipping tea and he looked at me. ‘Kip, it has been quiet too long!’

For the Love of You

What would I do just for the love of you? I would swim across deep oceans so I could prove That the heart in me beats honest and true, There is no one thing I would not try move.....

The Doors: Riders on the Storm

Taking their name from Aldous Huxley’s book ‘The Doors of Perception’, the Doors were an American rock band formed in 1965. Unique for their time, they are among the most controversial and influential bands of the 1960s


Such love, so deep it now brings only pain As tears fall silently lost in the rain...

The Crossing – Caution

Even months after escaping the grip of the System and finding freedom I cannot quite get used to being able speak freely and without fear. Even the simple act of writing my journals would have found me put before a firing squad. Expressing the truth or an opinion carried an automatic death sentence. They could not stop the mind from thinking though.

Leocadia by Francisco Goya

Considered one of the last Old Masters and one of the first of the Modern Masters of painting, Francisco Goya was a Spanish painter and printmaker. He started his career at the age of 14 as an apprentice painter and his talent was quickly recognized.

Ex Amore Poema

The poetry of love, a scented roseWith verses written where kisses reposeThe sweetest touch the secret words between You and me; each touch a new metaphorTo gently take you where you’ve never beenThe pleasure rushes like an ocean waveAnd still, I write my poems on your skinConcealing the hunger with which I craveTo find desire … Continue reading Ex Amore Poema


As Cathy left the station it should have been the normal short walk to her home. Instead the street was silent, deathly silent.

Sometime in Slough

I am alone in my hospital room with only my thoughts for company. The bright sunshine outside does not bring light to the sheer weight of the darkness I see. Sure, my eyes see a couple of cats playing in the long grass where the gardens meet the car park. They see the road I … Continue reading Sometime in Slough


I kiss the dust that lies beneath your feet As I know from your love I can’t retreat

The Crossing – Tatters and Ruins

Arina had a fondness for visiting historic buildings. Once or twice I had been with her and wandered round unused rooms arranged in a set period from the past. It intrigued me listening to Arina explain the details of the people who had lived there in the distant past. This time was different.

Autumn River Song by Li Po

The moon shimmers in green water. White herons fly through the moonlight. The young man hears a girl gathering water-chestnuts: into the night, singing, they paddle home together. Poet: Li Po Chinese 701 – 762

The Standing Stone

The stone stands alone it seems against all weather and wane. No one to share the vicious rain. No shelter from wind or snow. Storms come and go, the stone remains, a little battered but tall and proud. The kiss of sunlight warms through, easing the cold dampness away. The love of the moon lights … Continue reading The Standing Stone

Sonnetina Uno

The first of the sonnetinas, the Sonnetina Uno is a ten-line form written in iambic tetrameter, pentameter or any other consistent meter. It is a blank verse. Example Unspeakable Need by Jez Farmer A whisper of lavender calls a dream, In gentle words that dare the heart to care As darker thoughts recall how love … Continue reading Sonnetina Uno

The Four Seasons – Autumn by Antonio Vivaldi Title: The Four Seasons - Autumn Date: 1723 Composer: Antonio Vivaldi Movement: Baroque Italian 1678 - 1741 Antonio Lucio Vivaldi was a composer, virtuoso violinist, teacher and cleric. He is recognised as one of the greatest Baroque composers, and within his lifetime his influence was widespread across Europe. He composed numerous concertos for … Continue reading The Four Seasons – Autumn by Antonio Vivaldi

Stepping Stones

I sat reflecting on the stepping stone Sometimes a girl must think it out alone I thought of love, of life, and prayed to god Unanswered questions cast in earthly sin Even then faith did seem overtly odd Amid this beauty how could love be wrong When love is the pulse of all living things … Continue reading Stepping Stones


A wingless flight across an open sky as she soars into the night alone for I cannot fly with her as like a tree I remain rooted to the ground she may return she may not but still, I let her fly she is mine and I gladly let her go until the day she … Continue reading Release


  Prompt: A song you cannot stand to listen too As my taste in music is very eclectic this is actually a very hard one to come up with. There are songs and pieces I hate but I can listen to them or have them on in the background and tune them out, but a … Continue reading Noooooooo!!!!

I, Gigolo

Lionel Ritchie crooned across the dance floor. I held you in my arms, leading you into the romantic rhythm of the music as I sang the lyrics to you. After the dance I led you back to the table, attending to your needs as any gentleman should – including a red rose from the seller … Continue reading I, Gigolo

A Summer Evening Churchyard, Lechlade, Gloucestershire by Percy Bysshe Shelley

The wind has swept from the wide atmosphere Each vapour that obscured the sunset's ray, And pallid Evening twines its beaming hair In duskier braids around the languid eyes of Day: Silence and Twilight, unbeloved of men, Creep hand in hand from yon obscurest glen. They breathe their spells towards the departing day, Encompassing the … Continue reading A Summer Evening Churchyard, Lechlade, Gloucestershire by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Acrostic Poetry

Acrostic poetry is a short autonomous verse constructed by a placing capitalised word or phrase vertically down the page to form the initial letters of each line of poetry. Each line is used to relate to the word or praise the subject. Acrostic poetry can be used with various other poetic forms that fit with … Continue reading Acrostic Poetry