The pumpkin upon the fencepost
Innards all scooped out Completely gutted Now a hollow shell Upon the ground lay A beautiful mess of seeds Hidden amongst slimy strewn pulp Slowly decomposing... Not long later It was knocked off that post And fell to the ground Smashing into tiny pieces Its carved out smile No longer recognisable That flickering light inside That shone brightly through sculpted eyes Extinguished Plunged into darkness Where it remained.
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Burning flame reflects
Upon the darkened windows Evokes a warm glow Autumn leaves
Their beauty astounds Time takes its toll They drift to the ground Their vibrancy gone They crunch underfoot Breaking apart Blowing away Becoming a distant memory. I have been writing poetry on and off since the age of 17. I recently got quite addicted to Twitter and the Haiku a day challenge. Over time I found myself getting too intertwined in Twitter and my personal Twitter account began to make me unhappy so I have decided to step away from it for now. I intend to revisit the haikus and other poems I have posted over the past two years and post my favourite ones here. By taking a social media break I thankfully no longer crave the dopamine buzz that hearts and retweets give, which can actually be quite addictive (And this is documented in psychology literature). I am happy for my work to just be read by the occasional visitor who stumbles upon it. I find writing a nice creative outlet and I have been missing it. I am still working on writing a book and do hope one day to publish a novel just for personal achievement. I also have some plans in the works to produce a non fiction book which would allow me to use my people skills to interview people and my transcription skills to type up the interviews. Watch this space...
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AuthorI have been writing bad poetry since the 80s folks. I am going to turn my hand to writing a non fiction book in 2019, I feel excited by the prospect! Archives
November 2019
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