RICK HAYNES

MY LITTLE RUNAWAY by Rick Haynes Some time ago, I was asked to contribute to a scheme highlighting the plight of neglected and abused children in the USA. My Little Runaway immediately jumped into my head for I deplore man’s inhumanity to man and as a father and grandfather, I loathe any cruelty to children. This tale is in Drabble format which means it is written in exactly 100 words excluding the title. My Little Runaway is dedicated to all those alone in the dark. Where ar

On my blog this week, I'm pleased to post a poem from a fledging author, Dan Hayter. I'm sure he'd be delighted to read your comments. I miss you telling me I look an absolute state by Dan Hayter Come on over, sit by my window And tell me everything you haven't done today I know I miss you, even sat here and we having nothing much to say We don't do much, just sit here but there's no other way Sometimes I'll hold you, in my arms, I long for that day But we're separated by gla

WEEP I'm very pleased to post another wonderful poem from Cindy As you stand by my grave Please do not weep for me For from the shackles of life's woes I am finally free Weep for the homeless Trying hard to cope As they face each day Without any hope Weep for the greedy Whether rich or poor Who ignore what they have Their hands held out for more Weep for those whose hunger Makes them roam the streets Searching through dumpsters For something to eat Weep for the young soldiers

The Case of the Dead Man by Rick Haynes “My lord, I call the forensic pathologist to the stand.” “I swear by almighty God that my evidence to the court and the jury shall be the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.” “Now Mr James, I need to ask you some questions about the deceased. Did you carry out the autopsy?” “I did.” “Did you check for a pulse before you performed the autopsy?” “No.” “Did you check for blood pressure?” “No.” “Did you check for any sign of b