by Helen Ivory | Jan 29, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
The Crossing Isn’t it too late? I couldn’t help asking myself time and again. It was too late: the sun was gone, my chance had left; there was only one way, and I’d have no say. I washed my hands in the stream and warmed them with my breath; I saw...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 28, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
January January’s a recent graduate: cheap suit, polyester or nylon, some shiny fabric. New to the team. Golden handshake. Keen to get its teeth into something. Loads of ideas how to improve things, make the place run more smoothly. Has an eye on...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 27, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Song for a yellow star belt In the square they are beating men to classical music last year they danced in this spot, the same children watched. In the square a local orchestra kneels before its composer he is made to throttle the defiant celloist...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 26, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
It’s the way the garden clouds over of a sudden clouds returning confuse the situation picking petals off the roses breezing turning a sunny day mute as birds get sleepy fade from thinking slim like a silver birch sapling thin light of petunias...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 25, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Excerpt from a free Amazon murder mystery Her violet eyes flashed like shocked blown bulbs as the truth hit her like an intangible sock. The dinnerplate of her delusions had been shattered by the weight of a big helping of realisation. How could...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 24, 2020 | Featured, Poetry, Prose
Even better than the real thing You invited me to your flat. You looked ever so pleased with yourself. Your flat was a part of an older building near the park which had a beautiful lake in the middle of it, you wouldn’t think that we were in...
