(400 words) There’s snow on the steeple, and frost on the ground, Sweets for a penny and crackers for a pound. And a long woollen stocking at the foot of the sheets, Waiting for Santa to fill it with treats. Downstairs, there’s milk and mince pies on the table, For Santa to eat, whenever he’s able. Then sleepy eyes close, an end to resolve, The conundrum of Santa, the mystery to solve.
The Ballad of Johnny Fang
(369 words) There once was a lonely vampire, Johnny Fang was the poor fellow’s name. All he wanted was a young lass to love him, But, being dead, he was nobody’s flame. He’d wander at night through the graveyard, By the light of the silvery moon. Wondering how he could get him a gal, Who, at the sight of his fangs, wouldn’t swoon.
The Roaring Sun
TASWG assignment: write four 'Zen-style' poems. - - Shafts of sunlight Break through leaden clouds Onto sparkling water Gently rippling to the horizon. - - - Two butterflies flying high above trees Like tiny yellow kites Drifting far apart Coming together miraculously To kiss again. - - - Under the small wooden bridge Beneath wide … Continue reading The Roaring Sun
Love, Let Us!
N.B. This post was republished on 14th February 2017 and 14th February 2019. Click to read. – Featured in the book, To Cut a Short Story Short: 111 Little Stories To purchase the stories on To Cut a Short Story Short up to December 2021 in paperback, Kindle, eBook, and audio-book form, and for news … Continue reading Love, Let Us!