Tale Weaver: The Writer

The writer hummed a melancholy tune. She was losing her words, and she didn’t know why. She dreamed in full colour, but every time she woke another word had disappeared. She needed the words. They’re what bound the dreams to paper.

So she went to the place where she knew they slept. The book was old and tattered, but its words were as eager as ever to spring from the page.

She cast her net wide and far. She would catch all the words she could, and this time she wouldn’t let go.


(Written for Tale Weaver #125: of the writerly persuasion 22.06.17)



The Void


The void called to him. He’d been afraid of it at first, of its endlessness, its utter blackness. And yet he had never been whole on this earth. He was always searching, searching. Somewhere in this abyss was the last piece of him. He fell into its embrace and became complete.

(Image credit: Axcy @ Deviantart)

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie: Photo Challenge #170

Twilight #writephoto


The sun set on his dreams. Wisps of fog wandered in, blanketing the landscape until he could see them no more. They were lost in twilight.

He forgot what they looked like. He forgot their magic. He began to wonder if they had been there at all.

He slept among the mists until the moon rose. When its silver light fell, glints of dreams appeared below him. The mist became a sea of silent twinkles, and he saw his dreams once more.


(Image courtesy of Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo)

Written for Sue’s Writephoto prompt: Twilight

Published in CDHK’s frog haiku ebook!

Delighted to have six of my haiku published in Carpe Diem Haiku Kai’s new ebook Furu Ike YaFive of these haiku are new and have never been published before.

The ebook is inspired by Matsuo Basho’s famous pond/frog poem, the beginning line of which is furu ike ya, and contains exclusively frog haiku and tanka.

There are haiku by both classical and modern haiku poets. Mine are on page 25.

You can read or download the book for free here.