Author Archives: the burrower

Memories…

Kelly’d just finished putting Edna’s shopping away and took her a cup of tea. She’d thought the old lady was asleep by the fire which had burned right down to almost nothing. So she picked up a shovel full of … Continue reading

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The Wannabee…

  Uncle Dave came round for Sunday lunch and he was quite early so Dad was out the back as usual. My Dad likes the garden and he’s out there a lot. Mum always says she has a real job … Continue reading

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Lost Soles

A city tattooed with torrid tags shoes left by bins in torn shopping bags Gutters full of litter spill their load edging each and every road Rough sleepers flip-flopping in the morning Life-dulled eyes with no hope spawning shake night’s … Continue reading

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The Vegetarian Option…

It was late. It’d been a very busy day and Carol Coney, PR to the company secretary had run like a Rocket to get to the Function room and organise the seating plan, and everything else too. Now it was … Continue reading

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Spring Watch

Smart speckled Starlings iridescent brazen bullies of the bird table shout in gabbling, grabbing gangs While sun-bright Goldfinches perform their fluttering fancies above the lawn’s fresh green gems The trees shine newly dressed in brightest garb of spring greenness and … Continue reading

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Easter Bank Holiday

Brings the arrival of the chocolate Bunny and chocolate eggs which are also quite funny There’s hot cross buns and Simmnel cakes Or your own back garden for barbecue bakes There are picnics and outings to National Parks and beaches … Continue reading

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The Humble Unicorn…

She joined me as I leaned on the paddock fence watching the annual Dartmoor pony round-up. “As a kid I was most at home amongst animals. In fact I sometimes pretended I was a horse,” she said. “I used to … Continue reading

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‘Better than any Son’ by Rob Nisbet

The Burrower is pleased to welcome a new Guest Blogger to Story-worm and hopes you will enjoy: ‘Better than any Son’ by Rob Nisbet     It was six o’clock in the morning and still bitterly cold. The sun wouldn’t … Continue reading

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Jes, Graffiti Kid

I’m bored. Nothing ever happens in this crummy town; even the beach is a snooze, full of old people in cardigans shuffling along the front looking for cheap tearooms. They shout and wave their walking sticks at you if you … Continue reading

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HAIKU

  Mists rise through pale sun Lifting pastel shaded drapes Earthy scents unfold   Image copyright Kim lane

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