The Shadow Man

For once upon my wall there was a shadow. A shadow of a darkest colours, Not just one but made of many shades of darkness. With silver eyes that never miss a trick. But the shadow was kind to me, at first. It would tell stories from its place on the wall, It would paint…

The House in the Woods

On the edge of the cliff, the estate agent stood with despair at the task he had been set. In the heart of the forest, his task stood, Long since left behind by the family that had built it up from the ground. All the love and moments now left in a rotting box, both…

The butterfly

Once I saw a butterfly in a shaft of light. Its turquoise wings exploded into navy shadows, Shadows that soared and scattered in plight. <br> The lively butterfly was spinning in delight, In front of the shut up windows. Once I saw a butterfly in a shaft of light. <br> Its cobalt wings and body…

The old man and the clockwork fox

There was once an old man, Who owned a clockwork fox. She was kept in a wooden box. He was a Cad and so had a plan. <br> The old man wanted to make fortune, He wanted to use his contraption, To make his life reach fruition. The fox played a broken tune, <br> And…

Clockwork fox

There was once an old man, Who owned a clockwork fox. Her crimson fur patchy. Her clockwork wound with a key. Soft ticks between each pause, Sometimes between the snap of her jaws. She had a troupe of hand puppets To help her tell her stories. <br> She loved to tell stories. She’d tell stories…

1 out of 5 stars.

Sluggish animation stutters upon a screen, Fans slice through silence. The laptop that can’t, But do a simple task. Word crashes and freezes, The internet browsing falls into disaster, The battery drains faster and faster, Until eventually, it’s time to put it away, And the whole session falls into dismay. This is the anger poem…