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.