Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Content Warning: Blood, donating blood, sickness. Inspired by the NaPoWriMo Website’s prompt to take a line from a poetry bot on Twitter and turn it into a poem. And tales of human blood, Oh, dear digital Shelley, these are The tales for our times… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 8: And Tales of Human Blood”
I’m sat in the doctor’s waiting room about to unveil a tale of woe for my long suffering GP. I’m coughing my guts up, but that’s not even on my list; a list I have to bring or my mushy brain will inevitably cause… Continue Reading “Midwinter Madness “