Winter

The snowflake sat trapped in a flurry of other snowflakes that had landed in a pile against the window pane of an old house. Luckily for them the occupants didn’t seem to believe in heating their home much above the outside temperature so though those closest to the glass began to slowly melt the others …

Autumn

You’re painted in golden tones, Of yellows, oranges and browns. You’re basked in warmth of the slowly fading sun, With the chill of winter winds creeping in. You’re changing times,  Of seasons fading and seasons beginning. 

Summer

It was the final day of term, the last time these children would rush through these doors for the next seven weeks. Their bags were packed and they all waited for the teacher to inspect their drawer before dismissing them out of the doors and into summer.  Clarissa was the first, sometimes it helped having …

Spring

With the buds of flower heads appearing,  The glimmer of colour breaking through the greens, And the scent of something sweet in the air. With the swollen bellies of pending childbirth,   And new born lambs,  Bleating in the fields of soft grass. With freshness in the air, And change on the wind, It’s spring. 

Evening

Martine sat on her porch. It was a night like any other night. From the old farmhouse, with its enclosed wrap around porch the hum of the farm she could hear winding down sounded in the distance. Carrying over the field from the barn she heard the workers moving the tractor machinery back into their …

Night

Gerald lay still, as still as he possibly could and tried to slow his breathing as that one meditation app that actually seemed to calm him taught. He tried to calm his racing heartbeat with the slow drawn-out breaths that filed his lungs and made his belly swell, holding that air in his body before …

Day

It’s just a day.  Just 24 hours. Just 1440 minutes. Just 86,400 seconds. That’s enough time to: Write thousands of words Read hundreds of poems Sing albums full of songs  Listen to hours of podcasts Play twenty rounds of monopoly  Hug seventy-six people, meaningfully Give thirty-eight honest compliments Strengthen four hundred muscles Bake twelve cakes …

Midday

Garry folded his arms over his chest and stared at his cousin. He might have been a year younger, well eleven months and six days but he was just as stubborn and argumentative. Boys will be boys as their mums said.  “Well, the day starts at zero.” Tom said in explanation, mimicking the crossed arms …

Morning

“Cleo, Jamie, Martin are you ready?” Natalie yelled up the stairs, hoping that for once her three children had managed to get themselves dressed in the clothes she’d laid out for them at the bottom of each of their beds. It was unlikely but a mum could hope.  “Is breakfast ready yet?” Cleo asked as …

Afternoon

It was that quiet time of the day, lunch time had finished about an hour ago so the hallways were clear, the queue of children that arrived at her window with the lunch bell dealt with -  last minute appointment slips for that afternoon reviewed and sent out, payments of school lunch or after school clubs …

Dusk

In the twilight hours the darkness shifts,  The shadows move,  The world changes. Unseen.