The Tunnel

Posted on March 29, 2011 by cath2

Another week, another Creative Writing Ink writing exercise! This time I thought I’d attempt a haiku; for something so short they’re annoyingly difficult!! I’m not sure this is a form I’ll particularly warm to – I find it far more fun to make things rhyme and I’m not a huge fan of things being difficult either (!) – but nevertheless, here it is, along with the pic that provided the inspiration:

Tunnel (supplied by Creative Writing Ink)

The Tunnel

The summer sun’s rays
warm the park, make it light, bright -
the tunnel brings shade.

As usual, all comments welcome

Marriott Love Poems

Posted on March 28, 2011 by cath2

I happened upon a free-to-enter poetry competition being run by Marriott, where anything goes as long as it’s a poem of some sort and it celebrates marriage – the best entries will be published in a book of Marriott Love Poems that’ll be available in their hotels, and the authors will each win a weekend break in one of them for themselves and a guest. So that’s free (yay!), all about weddings (yayy!) with the chance to be published in an actual book (yayyy!) and win a free weekend break in a lovely hotel somewhere (yayyyy!). Not much not to like about that so I’ve entered two, a limerick and a ‘not-quite-sure-what-it-is-but-it-rhymes-and-has-four-stanzas’ – will put them up here at some point when T&Cs allow

Indicators

Posted on March 25, 2011 by cath2

As the next step in my quest to get back into writing, I’ve gone and entered the Wergle Flomp Free Poetry Contest, run annually by Winning Writers. This contest appealed to me for three reasons: it’s free to enter, it’s devoted entirely to humour poetry, and it has Wergle Flomp in the title! I’ve no idea how I’ll do; having read some of the past entries that placed or warranted an honourable mention, I fear my effort may not register on the judges’ radar, but nevertheless I’m quite pleased with this, and you never know…

Indicators

I don’t think much of indicators; never use my lights.
Not interested in helping others tell my lefts from rights.

You think left? I go right then I tear out of sight -
gotta be on my way, man!
Courtesy was never my thing and I don’t do road laws.
In my flashy Rolls-Royce how I drive is my choice!
You think, “God, you’re insane!!”as I overtake that transit van,
no warning, just because I can…

“From a side lane he is heading your way to cause aggravation and tension.
Beware, any learners out driving today – he’s not heard of due care and attention!”

I don’t use my indicators when I’m on the road;
far more fun to merrily ignore the Highway Code!!

Look, I’m weaving again! You yell, “God, pick a lane!”
Cutting up that old Capri -
did you see her face back there? Hah, it was hysterical!
Could cause pile-ups with ease but do I care? Please!
You scream, “What’re you doing??” as you almost smash into a tree,
fooled by lights you couldn’t see…

“A road had to close for some hours today; our correspondent, Nikki, reports.
No fatalities we’re delighted to say, though the driver is quite out of sorts.”

If you’ve read this far down, you’ve probably surmised by this point that I’m not a massive fan of drivers who don’t bother to indicate. Having said that, if all drivers indicated all the time, I probably wouldn’t have thought to write this… hrmm… tricksy…

All comments welcome!

Street in Winter

Posted on March 22, 2011 by cath2

The other day I stumbled across Creative Writing Ink so thought I’d give their weekly exercises a go as it seemed a fun way to ease myself back into writing after so many years off.

For my first go I thought I’d give a sonnet a whirl, and here it is, along with the photo that inspired it:

Black and White Bicycle (supplied by Creative Writing Ink)

Street in Winter

All is quiet and still this winter morn,
a gentle mist caresses the chimneys.
Pavements, normally busy, lie forlorn;
not a sound bar the rustling of the trees.
The snow falling softly toward the street;
two bikes, abandoned, against a terrace.
Soft snow, undisturbed by wandering feet;
not a soul in sight, each seeking solace
behind the curtains, curled up safe and sound.
A cat, asleep upon a window sill.
Soon the snow will melt to bustle abound,
but for now the street remains silent. Still.
All is calm and tranquil, soundless, serene;
a wonder of Nature, so rarely seen.

Comments are more than welcome – any feedback is good feedback as they say. Or maybe they don’t and it’s just me…. nope, according to Google it seems they do!

Decision Indecision

Posted on March 18, 2011 by cath2

Decision making is not one of my stronger skillsets. Not like, say, erm, coherence. I’m as indecisive as a very indecisive person who’s having a particularly indecisive day. It takes me, on average, around half an hour to choose a birthday card for someone, which makes me eternally grateful that Christmas cards tend to come in box sets or I’d spend from October to Christmas Eve camped out in WH Smith. Despite this affliction, after many days of umming and ahhing, I have finally managed to decide on a look for this site that I like. Probably.

First!

Posted on March 11, 2011 by cath2

I will admit – achieving ‘first post’ on your own blog is probably not a great accomplishment in the grand scheme of things.

Time for a Cath Up

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