Monthly Archives: January 2013
Cloudy with tiny air bubbles, the light sparkles as it refracts through clear liquid and thick glass. The bubbles rise and dissipate. What was magic becomes everyday.
He stands in front of the car park lift, large in his dirty, fluorescent-yellow jacket. He blends into his grimy surroundings; the gazes of passing shoppers gliding over him seamlessly, until they are stopped short by the shock of the … Continue reading
The wind rises up like a wave and flings a snowball of rain against the window. I look up just in time to see the tree branches retreating wildly, as if to say “It wasn’t us!”
Filtering through the leaded lights, it catches the smoke from the log fire, splitting gracefully into beams which seem almost solid. One of its fingers touches a glass of amber beer, lighting it up like a golden beacon.
Sitting on a telephone wire, silhouetted against the bright morning sky, his chest is puffed out proudly. Opening his tiny beak, he broadcasts his presence to the whole blue tit world – I am here and this is my town.
Two little cream-coloured paws are all that’s sticking out from under the folded back duvet cover, almost invisible against its white surface. As I catch the corner to pull it back, small claws dig in determinedly. She shall not be … Continue reading
A wasteland of water, mud, ice and frozen snow, like the trenches in winter. Yet out of this horror rise firework trees, rocketing upwards, the ginger tinge on their branches promising a burst of colour in the Spring.