I haven’t written anything here for quite a while but I have still been writing. There was a slump, I think it was due to family bereavements – I didn’t think it affected me as much as it did, but it did. I think when you lose someone, you’re not only impacted by that lossContinue reading “Ready”
Category Archives: Creative Writing
Lovehearts
Last week at my writing group, we were to think of words we’d rather see on our Loveheart sweets. For some reason, I drew a blank on this, but in my group, we’re free to deviate from the task set for us. Personally, I love this less strict approach as the group is more aboutContinue reading “Lovehearts”
Just A Bug
The last couple of years have been hard for all of us and no one has been unaffected by the pandemic. One of the lasting affects for me, as a parent, has been anxiety around my daughter’s health.When I was a child, I used to get loads of bugs and had a fair amount ofContinue reading “Just A Bug”
Last Christmas
Presents were stacked under the tree in neat little piles. Each one was wrapped perfectly, adorned with glistening gold bows and vibrant red ribbon. Baubles in an array of shapes, sizes and colour hung above them and seemed to dance as the lights flashed on and off.Evelyn glanced down at her hands, the knuckles painfullyContinue reading “Last Christmas”
Hill House
Recently I took a trip to Hill House, a trove of Mackintosh design and architecture hidden up the back of Helensburgh, with my writing group. We hoped by walking round in such a historical atmosphere that we would be inspired to write and indeed I was.The following poem is inspired by Hill House and portraitsContinue reading “Hill House”
Burnt
Technically, this isn’t actually fiction but has been written as such. As you can see from the photograph (above) that I have taken, a line of leylandii trees have been burnt. I don’t know the circumstances of what happened but as this is a down a side lane, my suspicions are foul play. Obviously, IContinue reading “Burnt”
To My Skin
A poem inspired by springtime and how we seem to be in between the promising warmth of summer and the lingering chill of winter during this season.Nature tends to inspire a lot of my poetry, whether it’s simply commenting on the beauty of nature itself or using it as a medium to describe emotional orContinue reading “To My Skin”
In Any Vent
Over the last year I have been doing a Creative Writing diploma with Centre of Excellence to help keep my writing flowing. One of the tasks for the writing course was to write a section of dialogue between two characters. Immediately I thought of two colleagues stuck in a ventilation shaft, hiding from some unknownContinue reading “In Any Vent”
Blossom Blooms Again
I love this time of year when blossom can be seen everywhere about my local town. I can’t help but think of lines for poems when I see it. Once again it’s inspired a Haiku and I hope you enjoy it. Just above our headsis a bounty of beauty,lift your gaze and see.
The Water Poured Through
As it’s World Poetry Day today, I thought I’d share my latest poem inspired by a title suggestion from last week’s ‘Write on the Night’ at my local Writers’ group. The title ‘The Water Poured Through’ made me think of raining seeping through a broken roof and gradually leaking down into the attic and thenContinue reading “The Water Poured Through”
Mikaela Walker - Writer 