Alias Jinksy

 There is a fly. Too small to be a FLY in capital letters I dub it Fruit Fly. I don't know how it thrives, tries to butt my desk lamp. C...

Wisdom sits on my shoulder, but I turn my face away, unwilling to heed her advice. Then thermal currents swirl about us and I must obey - un...

  A hairy buttocked hound with a dose of delusional madness,* I' m still a dreamer with a love of wisdom. I’m not covered in scales,  or...

Your fingers caress the black and white keys; rhythms of life cradled between your hands fill the universe with stars. They light candles in...

Plain English is a communication tool people use in many places around the world. As an English person born and bred, I felt compelled (for ...

  Not a sensible thing to do, if one is trying to move forwards! But as clocks never need to contemplate such an action, it seems only fitti...

 Oh library, great library you make my heart beat faster; you're full of words of wisdom spread out for me to master. With my precious t...

Sea Dreams Carried on the rising tide of night, flotillas of persistent dreams set sail, while whirlpools circumnavigate my mind - attempt t...

When you can't see the wood for the trees, and life grinds you down to your knees, STOP! Have a think... and then in a blink say " ...

It does not matter, love, how long it takes you to remember not to forget me; every recollection will resonate with my heart strings, repl...

No, I've not been absent from Blogland because I've been exploring in far away lands! But this morning, I have been exploring to see...

A thread twines around dancing hook and fingertips. Human spider spins…

Last breath of summer expands autumn's golden lungs;  winter can whistle.     Written for my adaptation of the Jackson Pollock ...

Among the clouds an angel flies in swift retreat from stormy skies. The heaven’s sun-gold glow of light spreads its path; to our ...

That's true of many different scenarios, as I'm sure you'd agree. But this time, I'm using it somewhat literally. There is ...

And all at the tail end of this week, after belatedly seeing the Magpie prompt picture which made me hunt out and edit, yet again, a poem ...

That was the title of IGWRT's post on Wednesday, which showed a black and white image taken from another site, which you can visit HE...

Some streets sport water features and some continue bare, except for straggly grass, or weeds that flourish unaware. But here a parad...

Late yesterday I noticed last Sunday's challenge on IGWRT's , and this afternoon was tempted to let my imagination play along. What...

Today had me tapping away at the keys, after listening to IGWRT's recording of  Mr Cumberbatch reading 'Ode to a Nightingale',...