I am currently working as a Maths teacher in Oman. I am also an amateur part-time author. I keep a regular journal to put down thoughts – sometimes about current events, often reflections, and occasionally ideas for short stories, books or poems. When I say ‘regular’ I mean at least once a week; sometimes daily,Continue reading “How Journaling Can Help with Achieving Your Goals”
Category Archives: Poetry
Holiday poem – August 2005.
There was a young girl called Gaynor Finnegan, She went walking in Arguineguin, Paul came out and pulled her in again, Same old timeshare spin again, begin again?
Fishing
Oh the fish came out the sea, And turned in to a mammal, So he had a cup of tea, And rode off on a camel. He sauntered on the soft sand dunes, And it was all so nice, So he ate a lovely bowl of prunes, And chocolate covered rice. He sat down onContinue reading “Fishing”
Scratchy Leathers. Things we can wear at home; “I’ll tell you what to wear!” She said: My dread. Déjà vu in French – Morocco. Did you know we travelled on the Marrakech Express? Slowly – lentement Pierre; Cramped corridor reality. “Don’t go to the cludgy on here!” Slowly – lentement. Driving south – just aContinue reading
Ada
There was a girl, Who’s name was Ada Babbage. When she did a twirl, A very nice twirl, She looked like a frozen Cabbage.
Chapter next
The Spyders from Mars. It appeared that some forty years ago a gold disc had fallen into a field near Far in the middle of the night. The people came from Far and Wide, the neighbouring village, to see the gold disc. After all they normally only associated a gold disc with a trendy popContinue reading “Chapter next”
Times
There are Times When I would like to travel again To Lala To Sara To Aisha; To revisit The fun We had? Or was it just lust? To Irada Unfortunately named By my siblings, In that weird handstand. An Tasha; Natalya; Natalie; Talya; All for one. Whoever we were, Dance with me. Dance me withoutContinue reading “Times”
Another extract!!!
“Take note of the things the Scribe is writing, and then it will make more substance,” explained Hanny. “You want me to make note of the notes produced by the Scribe?” asked Ksteve. “I suppose that is what I am inferring,” smiled Hanny. “Take notes of notes!” laughed Ksteve. “It would make a lovely song,”Continue reading “Another extract!!!”
Some things never change
I came across this old ballad from the 17th Century, as part of the research in my current work. Nothing really changes… “O see ye not yon narrow road So thick beset with thorns and briars? That is the path of righteousness, Though after it but few enquires. ‘And see ye not thatContinue reading “Some things never change”
Envy
My latest thoughts…. Envy I envy the man who sits deadpan, and tells his wife, That the foul cheese flan Tastes really nice. And I envy the guy who can sit by, And look at the beam Of the girl of his dream And says she looks nice. I so envy the chap who hasContinue reading “Envy”
Fairy Hanny 