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This is the first part of Alex Anderson’s short story, published in The Bugle Issue 50. Part two can be found in the new Bugle, Issue 51, and will be published on this blog in April 2021. Chapter 1 Each time I visit Elsa I am welcomed with a brew of the newest, sugar sweetened,Continue reading “Destiny Calls Part 1”

The smile I caught today in my travels, From a stranger, Your a little meteor of delight, Passing by, And I am glad you did. You must have known I really needed it. Thank you And I will pass that smile onward To find it a good home. By Mikael

This poem was written following the vandalising of a greenhouse in a local park. Vandalism Vandals What has become of this Generation Destruction Destroy Break Smash Can’t they take their anger out in a constructive way. Why? They only do it to boast Get attention Or it gives them a thrill Makes them feel excited. WellContinue reading “Troubled Teens”

I took the day off today. No reason, Just decided to have a ‘me’ day, Some days are pyjamas days, All appointments can be re-arranged. So, I went to the shop for some supplies, The makings of a really nice tea, Something I would bother for someone else, Never for myself. Rearrange two appointments, GiveContinue reading “A Day Off”

The sweet side of a mountain is the valley floor, water to hand and so much more. When the mountain cracked giving us a cave that became the home we all crave. With water to bathe in and drink close to hand.   Such a find let us settle down, have a partner, a smileContinue reading “The Sweet Side of the Mountain”

Those chains of the past Have enslaved me Imprisoned me But I walk forward I let go of the chains That have imprisoned me In my heart 💓

snowflakes snowflakes are brilliant snowflakes are cool snowflakes are great to make snow angles and sand angles snow angles are cool to do in the snow you can also do sand angles as well in the sand it’s great By Prue Fox

At times I wish I could, (within reason) be in plays one after the other. The same with singing gigs (Within reason) Non-stop! I would mostly then, Always be with people, In a good way. That way, I would not (if ever at all) be lonely. A loner no more. By Graham Forrester

Hope is a rainbow full of colours On a dull day when the skies are grey.A bright ray of sunshine,To help us through a stormy day. Hope is when a friend,Is there to lend a hand.Hope is a prayer,Trusting in God’s hand. Hope is spring,When flowers bloom;Bringing happy thoughts In the season of summertime. Hope is aContinue reading “Troubled Waters”

When I was young, I dreamt a strange dream, I dreamt of jelly and a big scoop of ice cream! It wiggled and wobbled, now I know this sounds daft, The ice cream turned black, and oh how I laughed! I kicked up the leaves, and gazed at the sky, I saw wild creatures flutteringContinue reading “Dreamscapes and Natural Magic”