Alias Jinksy

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',...

Take stand behind a mirror which reflects others to themselves, and discover that honesty is a gift few will accept. The shadow being ...

Hot gossip is best shared undercover of darkness, when dreamers keep their counsel and sleep draws veils over the memory; whispered con...

Action Figures by Edith Vonnegut This housework makes me far too hot and so I shed my clothes - That's perfectly acceptable, as ...

Butterfly dreams flit behind her eyelids, as she savours memories of their lips touching, kissing - soft as velvet wing-tips. Wr...

Washing Up The kitchen sink holds extra charm as she's encircled by his arm and melodies unheard enhance their poorly timed, impr...

A soldier and his dainty lass were sad to say goodbye when he was forced to go to war; they parted with a sigh. "Take care! No ...

Play me Tchaikovsky’s  Romeo and Juliet  theme, on a violin, and I’m back in a London street on a snowy winter’s afternoon, transported by ...

Bold seafarers dream as wind-waves dance together. Moonlight adds magic. Interpretation of original photo by R D Stainforth, for The M...

Angel wings? Or Batman's cloak? Which of these your muse invoke? Will you escape the fires of hell as Sunday's Magpie rings you...