End of the week slog
16:30 The sun is burning through my office window. I feel the call of a cool glass of something chilled. …
16:30 The sun is burning through my office window. I feel the call of a cool glass of something chilled. …
You know it’s been a long, wet, cold winter, when you get a warm Thursday evening. Suddenly, the house has …
Frantic rummaging in the bedroom, not in a good way! ‘Where did you last have it?’ ‘I don’t remember, I …
What is it you miss? I miss, forming the Haiku, Feeling the rhythm.
Don’t be so tense nowUnwind, relax, breathe deeply Let it out slowly…. ©️Juliette Turrell
Drowsy, warm summer evening, sepia light, long shadows.The sun slips endlessly on its journey towards lighting other lands. Lazy bubbles, …
Your softly whispered,Clever sexy syllables,Go straight to my soul. ©️Juliette Turrell
Summer breeze, fill me Draw my breath, dancing on air Kiss my smile away. ©️Juliette Turrell
“If you have nothing good to say, say nothing” And the nothing days ooze And stretch out, Before you know …
Steady silence slips seamlessly, Focus fluctuates, finding fragments fleetingly, Weary, world worn, worries wander. Thoughts tiptoe teasingly, tortuously thundering through, …