So Quiet

Apologies for this being my first post in almost a month. I've been using the time since my course has finished to catch up on my reading and start work on editing some of my short stories and poems ready for submission. I think it's finally time to start 'getting out there' a bit. I'm mentally preparing myself for lots of slim rejection letters, but you never know and they won't get anywhere languishing on my Hard Drive.

Reading at the moment is extremely fun as I am working my way through the set books for the OU's Children's Literature course, (Any excuse to re-read Harry Potter). It has suprised me that children's books today deal with so many painful subjects such as child abuse, slavery and drugs. Having spoken to the local bookshop owner, it appears that at the other end of the spectrum, she is no longer able to stock Charlotte's Webb or many other farm yard tales due to the threat of death of animals causing complaints from parents. I'm sure this is the kind of debate the course will address.

Anyway, here's to filling some more blank pages.

Brook

Diamond clear light
shines through smooth hard pebbles.
Bubbling water above.

Past the Point of No Return

Farewell, My Antipodal Friend,
Ten Thousand Miles, Five years between us now.

Past the point of no return.

No snatched moment of contact can compare to
Fire of flesh. Tumultuousness of touch. Scorch of scent.
Our illicit union now only in memory.
Parks at dawn, Stolen kisses marked with the aroma of the
Eucalypt.
Sultry afternoons at the riverbank, amongst the tangle of the
Mangroves.
Passionate city nights, wine flowing, chaperoned by Elvis.

All now a lifetime away.
Our hearts have grown – New life, New love,
The two of us moved – forwards, apart.
Past the point of no return