Cute, Cuddly but Quite Naughty They have to eat, too I finally remembered to carry…
People come and go in our life for a reason: to give breathe, to snuff hopes, to cheer, to plant a pique
Perfection, to many, is just an illusion, an overhyped perception. Ironically, we can find perfection through the imperfections that come our way.
The gathering gloom of autumn moves us closer to winter when nature starts its annual rest and meditation
Life is a celebration of vibrant rainbows so stop writing in whiny ampersands and start living with no full stops
This is how a storyteller can give that dreaded writer’s block a miss,
The mind is a sponge, make it absorb pearls of imagination to bliss.
What we see, in public, with our eyes
Are not necessarily tied to the wise
The things we are made to see could be lies
Unprince the prince the Prince of Whinge
Raging, lobbing muck bombs in a binge
Towards royal kin, now blanching in monumental cringe.
A Writer’s Tale
Which would you rather be: a big fish in a small pond, or a small fish in a big pond?