christmas cricket, cheery as champagne bubbles under the grey sky the plastic bat thocks, satisfying as a popped cork the rule is, if you hit the ball run, and with a lurch I do... in horizontal parody it’s a short wicket so I sprawl home, bat leading and I’m safe when the bale tumbles, knees … Continue reading Twiglet #260
We walked into Christmas in the slow way that days do when you’re waiting. By five pm on Christmas Eve I could see the drag on my son’s face. I thought this time thing, it needs a new bus driver. Two weeks of crawl and the long long night-light shadows creeping into the hall from … Continue reading Haibun Monday – Celebration
It’s almost exactly a month until Christmas. I have to admit it’s not a time of year I treasure. The more uppity I get about climate change, the more Christmas bothers me. All the twinkling lights and excessive decorating and manic gift buying – it all just seems wasteful to me. It’s like all the … Continue reading Christmas
Out of the Cave 