Writing

Different ways of telling the story

Writing by LoisSeptember 30, 2016

My name is Shsh Shshsher…

Writing by LoisSeptember 29, 2016September 14, 2018

Writing by LoisSeptember 28, 2016

The moulting sunlight warm and mellow

Irwin really does paint with words – all the colours he uses in this poem which starts off talking off ‘grey noons’, blue water-flies, yellow sallows, red brick mansion… not to mention the suggested colours of teh autumn leaves, the ivieds orcahrd wall, grass, glassy cool, meadow pool, moulting sunlight, sandy beach – this would […]

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Writing by LoisSeptember 28, 2016October 20, 2016

Still unpicking, not knitting

Writing by LoisSeptember 26, 2016September 14, 2018

Interesting looking back

Writing by LoisSeptember 24, 2016September 15, 2018

Who’s telling tales?

Writing by LoisSeptember 23, 2016

Writing by LoisSeptember 22, 2016July 28, 2021

Five boys and their first sailing lesson

Wandering around the Underfall Yard and the Baltic Wharf, our new favourite place to visit in Bristol, I began to think it’s a place where the sun always shines; even when we arrive in the rain, it clears up and soon we are wandering around under blue skies. As we ambled along towards the Cottage Inn, […]

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Writing by LoisSeptember 21, 2016September 14, 2018

Writing by LoisSeptember 21, 2016September 21, 2016

Is this how it will end?

This moving account was written by Richard Kefford: This is an account of what happened to me during the night of Wednesday 12th September 2012. I am asleep but with a slight residual awareness, consequently I know that I am restless. I can… Source: Is this how it will end?