Category: writing

Two Hellenic Haiku

Pane parched by Helios Chariot drags clouds away Blackbird greets me.   Cold wind at new moon Stepping from the crossroads Twin torches in pale hands. Advertisements

Mercy

Oh spare me from sniffles And rouging of nose From tissues so prickly Though balm ones I chose Yes save me from fever And burning of head The prickling face And the shaking of bed Deliver me from Endless runs to the store For…

NaPoWriMo site up!

Evening all. I’ve decided to participate in NaPoWriMo. The task is to write a poem every day of April. So there are seven new scribings up on the new site now, which you can find here. Don’t forget to click “Follow” to see all…

Escape

“Hey Stan. I’m here to take charge of my new ward. Can you sort me out?” I pass the befuddled surveillance engineer my papers and he checks them cursorily and shakes his head. “Rather you than me! Can’t deny it seems a good idea…

Bearing music

“I thought you may appreciate some music. I know you get MTV, but its a touch limited.” He’s standing on his head in the centre of the white room, black hair splayed out in stark contrast to the floor and his own pale skin….

I Fucking Love Science. Gender Not Important.

I’m baffled by the reaction to realisation that Elise Andrew, founder of I Fucking Love Science, is a woman. I’m sorry, don’t all you people pertain to worship at the altar of science? And as such, shouldn’t you be beyond such petty concerns such…

A question for my followers…

First of all thanks for being patient with the erratic nature of my blog. I’m currently waiting for publication of A Modern Celt whilst working on a science fiction story (Universal Melody) and a great deal of poetry. Combine this with posts like Mother’s…

Mother’s Day

Mothering Sunday. Shortly after international women’s day. Does it go without saying that I long for the day when we don’t need a special day to remind us that women are amazing? Because, and this is hard for some feminists to swallow, some women…

Describing Genesis

“So what was it like?” “What?” “‘Being born’ as you explained it.” “Direct!” Moriarty mocks my previous outrage. “Touché. Still, pot, kettle; black!” I pause triumphantly but the blank expression on his face tells me… “This is one of those times when I don’t…

Being Born

Transfer to data stream flow and move and switch to system 5a69v and utilise this protocol in future for optimum efficiency switch to filing system a92 and utilise storage drive x3 utilise until further notice empty cache save process to automatically empty every 6…

Negotiation

“Did I miss something? Like a month? Is it April already?” Byron Mackintosh, ladies and gentlefolk, boss of me and just about everyone else in this division of the corporation. A good scientist in his own right but his real skill lies in managing…

The Measure Of…

“Back again so soon.” It’s a statement of the obvious which I’m surprised at; Moriarty doesn’t seem to have a need for unnecessary words. “Indeed.” I agree. “It’s good to see you again. Everything is much the same I presume?” He looks genuinely floored;…