November is a month of fire,With flames of laughter reaching higherThroughout the month, from day to day,Banishing the charcoal greyOf moody skies and fog and rainIn preparation, once again,For something more; for families,For friends and tinsel, bells and trees.So, as the frost begins to biteAnd the days slip into night,Remember laughter, warmth and flameAnd stoke …
Category: Individual Inventions
In Our House
In our house, chocolate is memory,It’s currency, and treat.It’s more than just confectionery,Or something sweet to eat. It’s the orange in the stocking,And the coins down at the heel.It’s the time on Christmas morningWhen the dreaming becomes real. It’s trading out my hazel whirlsFor all your orange creams.Carols on the radio,And bursting at the seams. …
My Phone Vrrped
My phone vrrrped as it switched itself off. No battery. Strange, I know, as it had been at 67% only ten minutes ago. This was not an uncommon experience, and I paused – as I always did – to make a mental note of my specific position before continuing. I had a theory I had …