Home Alone Christmas Copyright © Rod O'Donoghue 2011

Home alone Christmas
No knocks at the door
No cards by the fireplace

The Common Stream Copyright © Rob Lock 2011

It was the comma that gave the master away,
that and the post-script ‛for distanceʼ.
Had he left it at ‛Caned

Hope Copyright © James Broxup 2011

Read by Colin Whyles

Hope is the song of the bird in the tree,
Or the raindrop that softly kisses the leaves
In the harsh winter wind or the sweet summer breeze,

Yesterdayʼs News Copyright © R J Whiting

The train shatters through the arteries of London;
An avant-garde steel band of hisses and creaks;
Neon insects alight on faces and forms

Hairbrush Copyright © Florence Cox 2011

Borrowed hairbrush on the sill,
rich with a birdʼs nest of your brown hair...
Yes, it is brown still; you are young.