Cinquain – Fear

Do notspeak about fear,for doing so makes real,all you may have wished to ignoreunleashed. 2021©DSCoremans Picture Used Taken: (Radiohead) Glasgow Green, Scotland (June 2008) ©DSCoremans Happy Writing. Stay Safe. Stay Distracted.

Senryu – Fear

I will lose them bothbefore I can find myself.I must be ready. 2021©DSCoremans Picture Used Taken: (Radiohead) Glasgow Green, Scotland (June 2008) ©DSCoremans Happy Writing. Stay Safe. Stay Distracted.

The Bop – Where I Should Be

Sometimes I writewithout intention;waiting to seewhat happensnaturally, or not,I go with the flow, I arrive where I should be. Without preparationI am left unsteadyand though I tryI am never sure, where I should be.It fills my head with angstwhen I think about you, instead of meyet every choice along the journey,is one I would make... Continue Reading →

February Musings – Tired

There is so much that I want to do. But I am tired. Tired. Tired doesn’t feel like strong enough a word. I am exhausted, deflated, broken down and burnt-out. I am an empty tank, a cracked glass which leaks water faster than it can be filled. I am a shaking breath, being drawn into... Continue Reading →

Villanelle – Return Me To My Chamber

Return me to my chamberfor it has only been a yearand I must avoid the danger. The present lurking strangeris a harbinger of fear,so return me to my chamber. The safety of a mangersaw out the first New Year,as we avoid the danger. Reality grows stranger;all our problems disappear.Now, return me to my chamber. Soon... Continue Reading →

Villanelle – Remember The Time

Do you remember the timethe virus came;you stayed inside? You could not hide,and tried to blame;do you remember the time? While they tried to finda cure to tame;you stayed inside. Do you still have pride?You’ll never be the same.Do you remember the time you lost your mind;and forgot your name?Do you remember the timeyou stayed... Continue Reading →

Article – Dancing On My Own

The DJ’s set began at 9:30pm. The Disco/House/Techno beats are banging and as lively as the DJ himself, whose body ripples and pulses in time with each track. Wine in hand I join the dance floor early, standing alone in the centre of the dark room I begin to move along with him, mirroring his... Continue Reading →

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