Writers Block… Writers block, like bow-peep’s lost flock words escape me Lines and white spaces berate me, images flee Caged imagination begging see me and free me Oh! How I hate thee writers block.
Mum Her home in two places can be One her family, is she? The other a mother. Life can be smothered I ritual suffered. Her fresh bread dedication A clean house meditation. Church and then home Regulated, lovingly grown. I fail. I fail the ‘I do’s.’ I fail to choose. I’m wanting more I’m takingContinue reading “Poems from writing retreat”
Q; Write a scene in which two people engage in a heated quarrel, include both dialogue and descriptive body language, try to portray feelings as well as telling the reader about the characters. He was in the house again. Sophie could hear the heavy steps of her father in the hallway, she could hear the soft scuttlingContinue reading “Week 5 Creative Writing with WEA”