Childhood Scar: by MOB

My parents weren’t there Nor my elder sisters And my younger sister sleeps, or at least pretends to be   I remember it vividly, although I’ve no reason to, As far as I know nothing bad ever happened.   I would sit in the windowsill of mine and my sisters room Just staring out of…

Michael House Writing Group: Bird Theme

I asked the writers to think about the word ‘gliding’ as a prompt as the theme for January is birds, think about how it made them feel. Think about other words and expressions they could relate to the prompt of gliding. Take a few moments and imagine yourself gliding and the thought patterns around it…

Judging Joe: Original poem by KMC

Judging Joe   Who gives these people a right to judge? With fixed opinions, they refuse to budge, Who are they to put a person down? Move the homeless out of their town. Power mas, they couldn’t care less, Their job, to tidy up the mess.   These bullies only see drugs and drink, Never…

Not Forgotten: Original poem by BL

    Many we love have passed away, away too soon without reason.   We remember them often, In a thousand different ways.   In the morning, In the night.   When we look at the stars, A date, A song, A place, A smell.   Barry In memory of all those who left us…