Month: Oct 2016

What makes your writing boring?

​What makes your writing boring 

Other than the obvious …you have no ideas

What if your tale is magical but your prose is in arrears 

What makes your writing boring 

The tale just comes out flat

People give up reading and settle for a nap

The pundits say too many filter words can slow  the story down

Take care with have, believe, and decide

Seem, can also make people frown

You can’t let your protaganist think 

Or even hear a sound, or notice or see or touch

It seems that you can’t let your protaganist, do anything very much

What makes your writing boring 

Perhaps keeping  your characters awake

If they snoozed through your story ,you wouldn’t  make these mistakes!

What makes your story boring 

So many little writing flaws

During the editing process you have to change the words on the doors

Who sold my number?

​Scam phone calls

Have heard they happen

Never to me, I have a phone,  that everybody ignores

I have a sim

Its ready and available

But not for calling thats a whim

Used for data a few odd texts

I don’t need it to talk 

Not on this instrument, its data escape

So with suprise I note missed  calls

A voice mail message waiting for me

Just noise and chatter, call centre natter filled the walls

I block the number and wait  and see

Hey presto a slightly different number is calling me

Blocked that too

Caller note I dont answer this number

You have a long wait

But just who sold on my number, I sit and wonder! 

A new set of values???

​What did I want from this life?

Did I understand as I stumbled through?

Planning. No more like serendipity 

With no direction what have I missed?

With reaction rather than considered action

What crass decisions have I made?

How have those decisions  rolled out across the the cosmos?

How have those ripples impacted on others?

Who have I hurt without thought?

With a philosophy of caring for others

Have I actually been guilty of being egotistical and uncaring?

What do I want from this life?

Maybe a new set of values

Make my toes curl

​Passion errupting, emotions leap and twirl

Hearing your voice makes my toes curl

Heated in the moment of new lovers bliss

Sealing the deal with a never ending kiss

Anticipation growing filling the cup

Your touch, lights my world,up 

Hearing you whisper, you are my girl

That little statement makes my toes curl


Checkmate, parlous state

Playing games, no rebate

Trying moves, pulling strokes

Checkmate, making jokes
Cruel puns, not shared laughter

Scoring points couldn’t be dafter

Checkmate trust revoked, poor trait

Checkmate learning to hate,  is it all too late?
Reset the game, change the rules

Checkmate in life could be for fools

Checkmate put in context

Relationship rebate, delete the contest.

clickety clack

​Hurtling forward 

Clickety clack

The train is speeding, down a new track

The signals are red

But I can’t slow it down

Maybe I should be dressed as a clown

You are the buffers

You will hold me close

Render me speechless, make me feel most

You are the danger

The spark to my flame

Racing to you with no ounce if shame


​Words of love often suppressed

 Kindness taken for granted, unexpressed

Presumption of thoughts, norms and dreams

Seems we no longer talk of schemes

Drifting along feather light

Lack of communication lack of fight

Minds door closed 

How to rewind, do you suppose

Need to look and see the whole

Can we clean the windows, throw light on the soul

View the other objectively, eschew control

Or are doors locked tight, welded shut

Will we live our lives, forever stuck

Viewing each other from a place unexposed

Not pushing the gate for a loving repose

Words of love often unexpressed

Relationship sunk into mindlessness