I wish to see the Earth bloom
as the flowers of spring
on the wild hillside
rustic and unkempt
nay a human hand lay upon it
nor the touch that destroys
like a symphony
the music that collides
speaking of tongues forgotten
the sheer joy of design
by which the earthen ware can never combine
the magic calm
the calm of years gone by.
20 Oct 2014 Leave a comment
I wish to see the Earth bloom
19 Oct 2014 Leave a comment
Guess what? For a limited time only, something like a couple of weeks, I am reducing my book’s price from $2.99 to $0.99 on Amazon Kindle.
For those who are new to Papermashed, and for those who are constant supporters, find my awesome novel (as reviews say it!), In Strange Company and read it on your lunch breaks, before you go to sleep, or over the weekends.
It’s something I started writing at the age of 14, and it took me years before I could let others read it. :) and now, I realise I should have let it out years ago for people to enjoy.
08 Oct 2014 Leave a comment
How does a writer survive going back to high school? Ever wondered that? No? Well, let me tell you anyway. They survive by one, imagining that it’s all part of research, or two, imagine they are in a story that’s unfolding very slowly!
Well, I’m doing my first practical teaching placement at a high school in one of the country towns in NSW. It’s been interesting to say the least. It’s the reason why you’ve been seeing a tumbleweed-blows-past-the-deserted-old-country-western feel from my blog these past weeks. I’m unable to frequent my own blog! What horror!
What am I teaching? Not English, that’s for sure. No, I’m doing science/biology. There are times when the experience is painless, other times, I feel like I’m at the wrong place, doing the wrong thing.
Some teachers and students have already asked me what am I doing teaching if I’m a writer, or a filmmaker? Good question. Very good question. But sometimes, life demands things and we do it, however much we wish we could be doing something else.
Alas, 2 weeks done, 3 more weeks to go. Let’s see what mad state I reach by end of this road.
03 Oct 2014 2 Comments
Count one two three
there is nothing,
no nothing, for free.
Shine a light for me
ahead where the ground steeps
and in darkness it ends, or seems.
Find me that reflection
not a glass that sees through
Count one to three
and no one will notice the difference
no difference you and I see.
01 Oct 2014 Leave a comment
Come fly with me
spread those arms as if wings
run shall we through knee high grass
as if birds through the leaves.
We will feel the wind kiss our cheeks
tender as she lifts and beneath, the ground slips
and in such a moment, leave all worries
rising higher than we dreamed.
23 Sep 2014 4 Comments
A confession I make,
no human am I in a human world of late.
I do not ponder the wondrous maze,
no, I do read the faces glimpsed as a blimp,
a glitch in the organised tapestry,
no to I speak the language garbled
alien words, a stranger sound.
No, not a human I,
I see all, and hear all, disheartened
why do I care for humanity in me
when the world is all but robotic?
Faces and selfies,
Statuses in news feed,
and thumbs running rampant
those faces blending with the screen.
Humans, the next evolution, something quite orderly.
No, I am no human, not the way the trend sweeps.
22 Sep 2014 Leave a comment
Geez, I’ve lost sight of time and made a liar of me. Will endeavor to bring you next chapters on the current book by tomorrow or the next day. In the meantime, enjoy these two morsels of poetry:
the footsteps that lead
faintly into the unknown
So shall be
that which wills for life
to be, unkempt,
unkept as a promise.
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