Monthly Archives: September 2014
Michael McGill
The Wolf At school, I wore colours which matched the walls. I wore pale greens and greys and I longed to disappear. One day, we were told the strange tale of the little girl who is eaten by the wolf. … Continue reading
Elspeth Turner
In the Wreckage of Spectre Town. As birds they fly from Spectre Town once all the blood runs dry – they’ll hardly pause to catch the vacant stirrings in its eye. Where once they happily supped of water rushing, barely … Continue reading
Kevin N Jelf: Two poems
The Right Stuff With a little of the right stuff, I’d take a giant leap of faith, endure the ocean of storms, and the sombre sea of rains. Safe within my Kev-lar skin, I’d emerge from the dark-side. In awe, … Continue reading
Petra Vergunst: Three poems
Three Bennachie poems Pearls Once in the late summer birch wood knee-deep in heather flowers the trees’ small heart-shaped leaves glistened at the sun after a summer shower. Beneath it a spider cobweb spun between blueberry twigs hung … Continue reading
Catherine Lang
Before the Wind Full sailed she races through the moonless night. Fear rises with the wailing wind. Wave-battered timbers groan. Sea drenched ghosts reel and strain, trying to make all fast. Looming clouds block out the guiding stars. The seaweed … Continue reading
Carolyn O’Hara
SOUND TAPESTRY September air, laced with the taut thread of wailing siren, urgent and compelling, stitching a circle around my head. Sarcastic gulls hoot and taunt other birds in jovial vein. Wind whooshes, whipping frantic linen on the line. A … Continue reading
Jared A. Carnie
Finding Mozart Wherever I go Mozart isn’t there. He’s not in the kitchen Behind the pots and pans. He’s not in Tesco Behind the parsnips and potatoes. He’s not in the car Stuck to the floor like an old sweet. … Continue reading
The Open Mouse 