Monday 30 April 2018

The Eve of May

On the eve of May,
I thought I would have a play,
In preparation for a story a day.

A story a day,
In the month of May,
Is something I hope to gain.

I hope to gain,
Inspiration each day,
That is my challenge for May.


Friday 13 April 2018

George Trump - another 100

‘Silence!’


The statement was met with shocked silence. He knew what had been said was a lie, a blatant lie. Yet everyone around him was buying it.


It was not a case of the emperor has no clothes, but the crowd.  Reality was now fiction and fiction reality.  What was he to do, what could he do. 


To deny the speakers words he would make himself a pariah. How long could this go on? Was he really in the box seat to an Orwellian world. Would he manage to keep his eyes and mind open as others willingly shut theirs.


Boredom Diet - 100 words attempt 2

He sat in the meeting room, alone. The whiteboard holding his attention. It wasn't white, the shadows of a year of conversations a faded scrawl on it's surface.


He waited, he resisted fiddling with his phone, he was avoiding that, he was on a boredom binge.  Trying to get more quiet moments in his day, moments he could sit alone with his thoughts and simply think. Some said this was a fad, much like the Atkins or paleo diet.


Mindfulness a fad, probably as it was something natural in the past, now it is something that has to be learned.

Country boy - a 100 word story

Standing at the top of the stairs, the train he missed pulling away. Even now, in his mid forties, the country boy in him was still amazed; How is it possible? How could he be standing in the middle of Sydney and not see a single person he knew?


Alone, isolated. Hundreds if not thousands of people moved around him. Adrift in his own thoughts. In a prison of his own creation; confusion and turmoil on his mind.


Then he saw her, the one person in this throng of humanity that bought him back to life; making him real again. 


Friday 6 April 2018

Tool Fools


A fool with a tool, is still a fool. 
It’s not about the tool you fool.

It’s about a pool of tools.
Tooling around like fools.

As we know a fool choosing a tool.
Can make us tool fools too.