Posts Tagged ‘poem’

Hello Reader,

Were in the middle of a heat wave here in the UK. That’s one of the reasons why I’m working at 2:41 in the morning when it’s a little cooler. but i have a poem for you. I hope you like it.


It was silent

No noise

No sound

Nothing could be heard

Not the tic of the clock

Nor the hum of the fridge

I could see it working

I could see the lights

I could feel the hum

But I could hear nothing

I couldn’t understand it

I feared I was deaf

I went to speak but nothing came out

I didn’t even feel the words leave my mouth

I didn’t understand and what was going on

I began to panic

I searched for a reason

I panicked, shaking, fear filled

I looked around and saw him

I looked at him and froze

He had made the silence

I breathed as I stared at him

His motionless form ridged

His eyes filled with hate

His eyes fixed on me

He hands clenched at his side

I was petrified

Seconds later I woke up

Panting, gasping for air

I was alone and safe

I could hear my rapid breathing

I could hear the hum of my computer

I could hear crickets out side

He wasn’t there

He wasn’t real

He wasn’t around

The silence was gone

The silence was nothing but a dream

The silence wasn’t real

It was a dream

It was a bad dream

It was a nightmare

Let me know what you think.

Happy writing


Hello Readers

I’ve failed, I’ve missed two day, I suck, I’m sorry but I’ve got a Poem for you, well two, I’m posting one now and one later.

Here we go.

For My Husband

You complete me

You make me smile

You help me

You never judge me

You protect me

You put up with me

You look after me

You show me so much love

I love you more than I can ever say

I love you more each day

I love your little fantasy escape

I love how you make me giggle

I love you and always will

You changed me in so many ways

You changed me in a good way

I love you, I love you, I love you

You are mine and I am yours

You make me so happy

Let me know what you think.

Happy writing


Hello Reader.

Its Thursday, and this week has flown by and my mum, who’s visiting, is heading home today and I’ve posted a prose/poem every day since Sunday. Also I have been writing and have done over 10,000 words while mum’s been watching TV at night, so yes, I’ve been working hard.

Here’s today poem

Scream in the Darkness

The night was quiet, almost silent

The darkness thick, like tar

Pin pricks of light within the black expanse

The moon was oddly absent

Driving was dangerous, but she had to

The car moved slowly on the road, for safety

No other car dare drive in such a dark night

Headlights barely penetrated the black night

She was filled with fear about the drive, it was late

She was shaking with fear as to what she might find, when she got home

Her new car travelled peacefully along the road

Her mind running over her screwed up life

The darkness surrounding her resembled her bleak life, dull life

She drove alone as she lived alone and it hurt, like a stab in the heart

She suddenly, without warning pulled over

She stopped the car and jumps out

She vomited out what little was in her gut, violently

She was on all fours emptying her stomach on the roadside, her body tensing

She was shaking as who knows what left her body

She was ridged with deep routed panic

The silence was pierced by a bone shattering, blood curdling scream

She was filled with a new type of panic, that reached into every cell

She scrambled to her feet and headed for her car

She pulled away, leaving a dust cloud behind her

As she drove away tears marred her face, her makeup running

As she drove away, filled with fear and a deep panic

As she left her vomit spot she remained unaware

She was completely unaware of the fox that sniffed her purged food

It wasn’t a human who screamed, it was a fox

Just remember when you drive at night, in the dark

Animals can sound like humans too

Let me know what you guys think.

Happy Writing


Morning Readers

It’s early and I’m awake and after a few household jobs I’m back online.

Here’s a little poem about blood and i hope you like it, it was a quick throw together this morning after I ate home make blueberry muffins.


So here’s the poem for you reading.


The life force of the human

The human body needs it

We need it to survive

Lose to much and, well, you’re a gonner


The sight of it chills you to the bone

The smell of it will make you retch

The presence of it isn’t good news

The puddle of it means some ones a gonner


It made of so many things

It reveals so many things about you

It tells people if you’re been naughty

It tells people you’re unwell


Never touch it

Never drink it, except if you’re a vampire

Never shed it

Never let it leave your body


It’s our life, our nectar

It can be donated as we’ll make more

It can be shared, within reason, with others

It is our biggest, best allie and enemy


Chills you to the bone

Makes you freeze in fear

Gives you life

Gives you health

Share your thoughts on the comment section

Happy Writing


Hello readers,

Here’s a little poem to help your Sunday pass by quicker.

Writing is my escape

A manner of leaving my life

A way of experiencing something different

My muse is anything that’s around me

A drive on the motorway

A visit to a museum

I live in a city over two thousand years old

I have an odd, strange life

I know things that would make your toes curl

The fiction that others escape into

The tales of others life of hardship

The different experiences of another person

Characters that entice you into their life

Placed you may never have been

Times gone by where life was different

Waiting in the pages of a book

Hiding in the words

Are people and places I want to immerse myself in

I enjoy giving life to others

I love reading the feedback of others

I love seeing book on sale

Fiction is a wonderful thing

It’s a manner of escape and delving into

Writing is an art

I love writing

I don’t have plans to stop

Stick around and you’ll be entertained

More prose and shorts to come

Happy writing



The new year has started and with so much going on I am here to beg forgiveness. I have had a busy last few months with appointments, projects, deadlines and such. I have spent the last few months working on three projects and they are near completion and I am currently beta reading for a good author friend Carmilla Voiez and I will be sharing her fable once its out as it is an addictive read.

My over active brain has been keeping me awake as per usual, I am now writing down three to four sets of notes for different and unconnected ideas a night along with typing book one of a series and drafting book five of the same series. As well as completely re-writing four ideas with the same information but a different way of telling the tale.

I have been looking back at some of my older projects and I have noticed one odd thing, my writing has changed in the last four years, drastically so. I am hoping that its a good thing.

My head came up with an oddly macabre poem over the Christmas break and I will post it up over the next few days.

Happy 2014

Happy writing



I know, two in one day.

Zombie, you died.
Zombie, you lied
You promised you would not do this
You said we’d get through this

Zombie, why did you do it,
Why can’t we get through it.
Zombie, you need control
But no so I have to patrol

You were my best friend
You were the best blend
A mix of crazy
Weird, and hazy

But now you stink
Like dirty dishes in the sink
I don’t want to do it
But I see no way through it

You are already dead
So I will chop of your head
I’m sorry zombie
This is no hobby

Now you are gone
Your movements none
I shed a tear
I feel no fear

Time to move on
I am but one
Every ones gone
But life continues on

Goodbye my sweet pea
I will miss thee
Should I bury you at sea
Or just leave you be

Goodbye and rest in peace
At last….
Dead is dead is dead
Zombie no more

Hope you like it, here’s one for you Joe..

It just popped into my head when I was thinking of the one you did Joe.

Happy writing

Simone xxx