Category Archives: Stories / Poems

Short story: ‘A Magnificent Meeting’

DOWI never in a million years thought I’d experience something like that, but there I was, drifting lazily in the sapphire blue sway, face to face with one of the most majestic animals in the world. Continue reading

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100 word challenge – ‘Drums of War’

100 word challenge - 'Drums of War'The drums. Those terrible, ponderous, pounding drums.

Thud. Thud. Together the vicious Black Army began to march forwards. Lightening cracked the night sky and the rain began to lash the stained armour enveloping the bloodthirsty, roaring soldiers. Continue reading

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100 word challenge – “Golden Stars”

The night was quiet, the warm evening air still. Until suddenly it happened: the banging, the cracking, the fizzing, hissing, swirling, whirls, and the excited cheers… Continue reading

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Short story: ‘The Ball of Light’

After a while Natalie could see something glowing. At first she couldn’t make out what it was, but as she moved more coal out of the way she realised it was a small, powerful ball of light. No bigger than a tennis ball, it glowed a brilliant light with served only to make it’s darkened surroundings seem an even more ominous hue of inky black. Continue reading

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Aunt Alberta (extended description)

Aunt Alberta (extended description)There she stood: Aunt Alberta. Looming ominously in in the doorway, a rotund shadow with a straw-like crop of greying hair, quivering and wafting atop her bulbous, perspiring forehead. To say she was overly fat would be a lie. To say she was beautiful would be an even bigger lie. Continue reading

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Short story: ‘The Pond’

Short story - 'The Pond'Elizabeth Fox wasn’t what you would call a ‘planner’. At only 20, she was spontaneous, bright and breezy, free and easy, meandering through life, just enjoying whatever came her way. While other girls her age were concerned about going to university or getting a career started and settling down, Elizabeth was happy with her life just as it was. Continue reading

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Short story – “The Watcher”

Short story - "The Watcher"The cold rain stung like a million tiny needles against Sally and Ned’s raw, exposed skin. In the dark distance sat the dilapidated, wooden house, quivering in the merciless and unforgiving wind. Heads down, they pressed onwards. That was when the curtain started to move. Slowly, fluidly, deliberately. Continue reading

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Poem – ‘Shouting Politics’

ShoutingAs the election battle begins in Britain, the party leaders are fighting tooth and nail to get their various messages across, win all important votes and secure their place as Prime Minister of the United Kingdom. Continue reading

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Short story – ‘The Statue’

Short story - 'The Statue'To say The Statue had seen many things is a bit of an understatement. She had lived many lives and witnessed both the highs and lows of life. The good times and the bad.

Standing silently atop her mossy, time-worn pedestal, The Statue looked through the thickening brush that for years upon years had increasingly turned her once proud home into a leafy tomb. Once again she found nothing to rest her weathered yet beautifully pale eyes on.

For years she had stood like this. Alone. Continue reading

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