Witches gather as a coven plotting deeds by the dozen, making spells from potions and smells, ready to cast them on boys and girls. Black clad with rickety hands, long crooked noses not smelling of roses. Each witch chops, the ingredients to mix the elixir, potions of death and one that will fix you. Eye … Continue reading Witches Coven
Norsemen
The men from Norse came as a battle force, not on their horse but in large ships with shields and oars from the north, the mighty men of blond hair, Gillette’s and beards, coming ashore to rape and pillage, running terror through hamlet and village. They pull on oars to the sound of the drum, … Continue reading Norsemen
My Fat Boy
Turning the grip thumbs clad in leather to give them grip. Roar of the hog as the valves open, my Fat Boy heading for the open road. Sleek and black with gleaming chrome, seat laid back engine throbbing and starting to groan. Iron horse, my trusted steed leaves the smog of the town at good … Continue reading My Fat Boy
In My Car
In my car that's taken me far, along miles and miles of tar. I sing to the radio and tap on the wheel, press on the break to bring it to heal. It takes me to work and to play, and sometimes takes me out for the day. I don’t want to change it in … Continue reading In My Car
Shadow of Doom
In the dark and desolate land, I felt someone take my hand. I shuddered and my heart quickened as their grip on me thickened. I'm rooted to the spot turning cold from hot. Shadows engulf me, darkening the night, they left me wondering, as I could not fight. Fear was here and I dare … Continue reading Shadow of Doom
Election
No MPs just candidates peddling their lies and messages of hate, now the election has a date when we all go to rate. Will they buy bombs, or give money to moms? Will they look after the old or just leave them out in the cold. They all say their words but some are absurd, … Continue reading Election
Pushing Through
Pushing through for me and you, making tunnels in what we do, clean the house, polish a shoe all done for me and you. Watching out for the dew on the grass, time to raise another glass. Walking along hand in hand wanting to be in nether land. Having a dream that we are a … Continue reading Pushing Through
Beautiful Day
Wind blows through shimmering trees, blossom flies up to the sky with the bees. freshly cut grass makes you sneeze, children playing with dirty knees trees turn green for as far as the eye can see. Birds pick at insects and worms before departing on isotherms. the wind lifts them to the sky on their wings, carrying … Continue reading Beautiful Day
Apache
A big wind fills the sky dropping out of the storms eye, dust cloud to shroud, ready to deploy its lethal crowd. Down goes the ramp to start the decamp, thirty men fresh out of camp. Out they go to and froe; left and right into the night covering the arcs in case of a … Continue reading Apache
Vertigo
That sensation of falling sends you sprawling, head spinning cold sweat, floor met. Staggering , bouncing off the walls, walking down the hall. Shut your eyes hoping it subsides. Sit up quick before you are sick, call out grab me quick I’m falling. Fullness in the ears this could last for years. Empty shell living … Continue reading Vertigo
Rhythm of the Ink 
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