Category Archives: Mostly Micro

The Stolen Sun’s Chariot

I don’t often discuss my writing projects but this one’s only just begun. There are two brothers, gods, one is all high and mighty and full of light, while the other hides in dark places, like beneath tree roots and … Continue reading

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CCC247: I Cannot See

Strange to see a willowy woman amongst the ruins And dressed in what looks like wedding-wear A photo shoot maybe? Ah, now a young man appears Not for a wedding dressed Perhaps it’s his Sunday Best? And a priest…is that … Continue reading

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Mildred Names Her Animals

Every creature, great or small, pet or wild, Mildred named according to what she deemed their characteristic. Her cat was Scratchy from back in the day when she was a kitten. The neighbour’s dog was Debacle (go figure it). The … Continue reading

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Since Doris Retired

Tired Doris slumped down on the sofa Coat still worn Shoes kicked off Tired Too tired even to yawn Yet she yawned the same Tired And she’d still the supper to cook Had she no microwave meals? She was too … Continue reading

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The Widow

No number of catastrophes that day could shake her composure. The church spire groaned, creaked, grated and fell, medieval masonry tumbling all around – she stood her ground. The water pipe feeding the outside standpipe – for the bereaved to … Continue reading

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CCC233: Thumbs Up

To the rest of the village it looked like a lost and found glove. But to Bertie it was the all-clear signal from Elsie. Her parents were away!

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Wrecked on MY Pay-Check

He drank too much – was always drunk, stumbling and pissing on the neighbour’s doorstep. He frequented those kinds of nightspots, feasting his eyes – and who knows what more – on those erotic dancers. He had what he called … Continue reading

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CCC231: The Things You See

The things you see when walking your dog. Dead bodies – they’re always found by dogwalkers. And couples coupling. I’ve never encountered either. But I did see this. Is it a drug deal? Or a trade in diamonds? Amsterdam is … Continue reading

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CCC226: Three Little Pigs

I met a man as I passed the field. “Nice day,” he said. “Will be…when the sun shines.” And then I thought, while I had his attention. “You’re local?” “Yea,” he said. “Last time I passed here there were pigs … Continue reading

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Sixth Out From The Sun

Jo deemed it utterly unfair. It wasn’t his fault if he came across as cold, remote, unfriendly. It was down to his birth order and he’d had no control over that. Three older sisters, and two brothers, the sixth child … Continue reading

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