Wednesday Writings – Absent MuseWednesday Writings – Absent Muse
By Peter Ainscough: "Whatever happened to my muse? Has she gone off to warmer climes...[...]
By Peter Ainscough: "Whatever happened to my muse? Has she gone off to warmer climes...[...]
In ancient times there live an eledile, That fed on squirrels and on crocophants.[...]
I am a Closet Tory, And I slink around at night, Disguised as Independent, But I'm really to the right....[...]
CHRISTMAS DAY 2013 is celebrated with the set of photos of Hedon Christmas Lights sent in by Andy Beecroft for our 'Hedon at Christmas'[...]
THE WIND by Isabel Sutton (10 years old).....[...]
WE HAVE a double whammy of treats today for the Wednesday Writings Column, including David Thompson, Hedon Poet on air...[...]
David will be performing this poem at The Humber Mouth Festival in Hull on Friday and at the Rugby World Cup match England v[...]
I love that time as the day is ending, When silence creeps in on the noisy day. And everything seems to want to delay....[...]
Pathways by W. Palmer Stephenson Times of molehills and warmth And alternate images Of morning and sunset Across the Villages; Traces of cattle amongst[...]