BASTION BOYS by Rick and Teresa Haynes We wrote this short poem many moons ago when our boys in the desert were fighting a terrible war against the Taliban in Afghanistan. We sent it off together with a goodie bag and hoped it would make their lives just a tad more bearable. We saw a message about the boys away How long to go, how long to stay With the dust and the heat And the boot-sore feet Of the longing to be home again We saw a need for a comfort or two From a reading bo
Stitched up by Rick Haynes Day 1 "Listen, I know the doctor said I should get some sun on my legs, Debs, but your idea is crazy. Any way you look; these multi-coloured shorts you made make me look ridiculous."
"Stop moaning luv, it's a nice flash of colour for the summer.”
“I like moaning; it takes my mind off things.”
“You'll thank me when you feel better. With all the fresh vitamin D from the sunshine today it will really help you."
“Yeah! Right! Remember, you also made me
FEAR OF THE UNKNOWN? By Rick Haynes My short story is exactly 100 words, excluding the title. Yes, it's a Drabble, but with a note at the bottom. And all is not what it seems. Enjoy. The axe swept down on an unprotected neck as yet again a girl died needlessly. No one knew why she had to die, not even her executioner. Some of the crowd hissed, others jeered, their fists rising menacingly. “Call this an execution,” the people yelled as they turned around. “What about our futur
PRETTY BOYS by Rick Haynes For all those overpaid and oversexed footballers. With football awash with so much money, the players can retire to their palatial homes and enjoy life without worry. Some support charities, others try to erase discrimination, but for the rest, your guess is as good as mine. That said, a little humour goes a long way. A FOOTBALL DRABBLE Pretty Boys. Pretty Boys. All in a row. The bigger the heads, the egos do grow. The team keep on losing. It’s neve
Father’s Approval by Rick Haynes A Drabble inspired by Romeo and Juliette The day dragged on for Romeo. Even his brother had more fun than he. His eyes misted over, his heart thumped loudly. Was she real? He walked forward and stopped. She had turned her back and was flirting with Paris. Romeo thought hard and carefully made his plans. He walked to Juliette’s house and threw a stone at her window. Romeo waited for her to open the door. He held out his arms and Juliette respon