Friday, 18 October 2013

Until the light was gone



In the dank gloom, he saw Camelot.  It's a pile of old rocks,was all he could get Sally to say. Perhaps she was right.

Yet sword clanged on sword.Turning to kiss her, he said, 'Princess, it's what you make it.'

The silence told him, which was the fairy-story.



Thursday, 17 October 2013

Tearful Bear Remains

teddy



Once upon a time, Mop had his faithful teddy stolen. 

Seeking Bucket-Ted in the Dark Woods, the owls hooted him to a clearing. Here the wicked witch sat lit by a fire that crackled 'stay away.'

Sadly, unlike you good children he didn't so Witchy enjoyed a surprise roast supper.









Wednesday, 16 October 2013

The cheque's in the post

Elm sat down to nurse a bourbon. Money was tight.

As expected, a cop swaggered in,

'Old timer, I've the... package.'

So it was Budsky.

Outside, the gun made clear who was paying,

'Sorry, nothing personal.'

'Kid, no apologies, you're earned me large.  Wave at the camera.'



Tuesday, 15 October 2013

First Kiss Miss


It had been Martin’s first. It wasn’t a great kiss - stars stayed in the sky, and lips slithered but it was love. At least to him it wasn’t a sordid mistake, a drunken lark.

His angry ‘Bleeding hell, no!’ to the band’s new name was only understood by Kris.



Thursday, 3 October 2013

So many Empires so little Time

 wrong empire




Monsieur Garlan liked the curls of a modern man - leave powdered wigs to lawyers, he thought.

His night shirt ballooned as perfume told him she was near. But on opening his eyes, he stopped, confused at the rifle.

His world suddenly went dark.‘Stop! I specifically ordered a time-jaunt, circa  France Empire.’

In the control room, Tom sighed, Holovid was so much easier.
 









Thursday, 26 September 2013

I said SHE was an hero

sniper





Tom was scared but then who wasn’t. 

His task was to creep under cover taking snipers out. Getting near the house, a sudden rattle of bullets, pinged around him, and one skimmed off his helmet. He softly swore, ‘Fuck me. Whew! That was clo…,’ as a final shot rang out.