Short Stories

Commandment VIII

Commandment VIII

Commandment VIII “Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief”, well it was like that with Taffy. From his earliest days, Taffy was always the same. Steal the eye out of a needle. If something was bolted down, Taffy always had a spanner with him. Taffy’s life seemed to be...

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A Character From My Novel

A Character From My Novel

I collect faces, interesting faces, real faces that are alive. One face among my collection I based my heroine on, Pamela Rodriguez. I would recognise that face anywhere. It was raining when I arrived at the train station in Singapore. I grabbed my bag out...

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Poetry

Bell Birds

Bell Birds

Tink, tink, tink Forest dense, Canopy of green. Leaf littered floor Tink, tink, tink. Stifling heat, Oppressive humidity, Blue haze rising. Tink, tink, tink. Elusive creature, Never seen, A fleeting glimpse? Tink, tink, tink. Storm clouds gather, Thunder rumbles,...

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