31st MAY Writing challenge draws to a close. Things to note. I enjoy working from inside perimeters A month can seem very long A month goes by in a flash Keeping to a routine is hard when you are on a family holiday - but not impossible I love writing It can be tricky sometimes to think of things to write about, so not thinking and just writing is the best way I still have half written ideas on my laptop There’s always something else to write about It helps doing this sort of

Stained glass in a small chapel. Light pools in colours, warming cold stone. Lines trace shapes, piece together a whole, like patchwork. No painted faces of long forgotten saints here. The colour is universal and speaks of joy and the landscape. It can only really be experienced from inside. Step over the threshold of the church. Walk inside to know the true colours as they harness the power of the sunlight. Like watching a screen. Each window unique but colours work in harmo

Island I would like to live on an island, I know that I technically do, but what I mean is an island where the boundary and the edge is visible or at least felt at all times. A small spit of land that when viewed at a distance is consumed in its entirety as a rock or island. I like the idea of containment and self sufficiency. I don’t mind other people living on the island, a small community, made bigger by tourists and visitors. It doesn’t need to be tropical either, but san

Sitting, legs folded on soft green grass. Plucking little white stars. Delicate flowers that can form a long chain. Strong together. He loves me, he loves me not. Each petal, a dash of white with a blush of pink. One at a time to tell you of love. Innocent love that is either in or out As white as a daisy, uncompromising Only opening her face and her beauty for the sun. I press my nail into the stem of the plucked wonder, Plucked from a sea of flowers that grow as weeds Finge