Category Archives: Flash Writes

‘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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…When angry, paint Bamboo

Years had gone by – decades, and still no real change. The bamboo grew dense and high, rattled by the breeze and furious in the gales which often struck it. Unexpectedly, there’d be periods of calm when only an occasional … Continue reading

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When happy, paint the Iris…

  The days grow longer with pale shafts of light lifting the grey mood. The morning skies are rinsed with early promise and heralded by sparrow-chattered trees. Snowdrops modestly bow their heads to the welcome dawn and the chilled birds … Continue reading

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Two Letters…

…Landed on the mat today – An ‘Amazing Offer’ of a free trial to facilitate my online purchasing. Apparently I’ll love the improvements they’ve made, and I won’t believe what changes have happened since my last membership. My last membership? … Continue reading

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Know Ideas – for Festive wish-lists

Audio and art sets, and Alexa from Amazon Bluetooth and Build-a-bear and much stuff to choose from Cameras and candles and candy-floss makers Darth Vader costumes and cool cocktail shakers Earings and earphones and designer earbuds Fit bits and face-cream … Continue reading

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LIT-FEST

Books and words, scenes overheard, crowded spaces and eager faces; The chattering classes clinking glasses, full of intent at each event, to get a good seat to see the ‘Names.’ So in cafes and nooks surrounded by books they decide … Continue reading

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The SHOOT

The house photographer, hand on hip, waits impatiently drumming his fingers on the windowsill. The same old story, the model’s late. “Supposed to be here half an hour ago! The set’s ready, lighting sorted and carefully arranged, everyone else here. … Continue reading

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Gone

We always welcomed you loving your wit and style Though not always here we missed you even then and when you made us smile with humorous words so dry You often made us laugh with that twinkle in your eye … Continue reading

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How ‘PRIVATE’ can one get?

Oh, that one! Back to the wall type him. Never communicates with anyone as far as I can see. Not one to contribute, just rigidly looking on with that blank expression. Completely aloof and defiantly closed against the world. It’s … Continue reading

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Uncommon Toad

I met a toothless, tailless toad just walking blithely down the road and when accosted by two enquiring lads who’d never seen a toad before – as they were city boys whose main delight was at the floodlit skateboard park … Continue reading

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