Day 4 of the John Hewitt International Summer School finished. What an amazing, inspiring and creative week… thought I would put together a little story of my journey so far … Little Bird The slight lip of the sun peaked from just beyond the horizon. Pearls of dew glistening on top of tranquil green leaves.… Continue reading Little Bird
Tag: Short Story
Her lifeline
She knows when he is nearby. She doesn’t have to hear him or see him. There is that fresh fragrance with a hint of deep, strong wooden undertones. It is crisp and clean. The smell of sweet pine on a Spring day. And underneath that reoccurring yet not permanent essence is another homely aroma. So… Continue reading Her lifeline
Broken Soles
“Not even a kiss goodbye” my lips coyly poised as he leaned forward and took hold of the handle. The heat of his breath intimate against my face. The door opened out onto a gravel yard. A pathway made by the back and forth tracking of different comers and goers lay ahead. “Happy Valentine’s Day”… Continue reading Broken Soles
Wee Bubble of Books 