REMEMBER THAT HOLIDAY
REMEMBER THAT HOLIDAY A Drabble by Rick Haynes With her bleached blonde hair flowing loosely around ruby veined eyes, she rubbed her hands slowly over her worn-out face. Was her drink spiked she thought, as the pounding in her head prevented all recollection of last night’s party? Images of a man flashed into her mind, yet how she arrived here eluded her. She counted the bites on her arms and throat, with only some, courtesy of the mosquitoes. Her body shook as fresh blood ra
A POEM BY SEUMAS GALLACHER
I am delighted to post a great poem from the highly talented Seumas Gallacher. And with remembrance day upon us, his work is very appropriate. Tell me, John, let me hear it once
From beyond the grave wherein you lie.
Tell me once, that I may know
Why the Hell did you have to die? Now that I myself am growing old
As you were not allowed to do,
When your country went to War,
Killing them, and us, and you. Is Humanity so bereft
Of sense and sensibility?
That murder dressed as Wa
WHAT A DAY TO REMEMBER
WHAT A DAY TO REMEMBER by Rick Haynes Eating breakfast on the balcony, whilst looking at the majestic White Mountains, always sent my mind racing away with thoughts of the Greek Gods. Alas, at this time of year the snow has almost disappeared, yet the underground rivers would be bringing their bitterly cold water tumbling down the many rivers and streams. On reaching the sea, old inlets would be remade, the fast flowing water eroding the banks before making new channels. My b
