The smell of home hits her full force in the face as she leans against the front door to open it. The brackish winter rain, which has harried her in gusts all the way across seafront, has seeped into the cracked paint and swollen the wood. The door drags heavily across the old Victorian tiles, … Continue reading The pier
Tag: writing
Rainbow Road
When I think back to that night what I remember most is the stars. It was such a dark night, the kind of darkness which is close around you, the kind of darkness you can almost feel. In the sky you could see every star sparking furiously in the heavens. It felt as though each … Continue reading Rainbow Road
Emergence.
Can you hear the rain? Most likely you can’t see it in the dark, but you know it’s raining because you can hear it. I can hear it too. But then, if I focus, if I shift my attention outside of this body into the night, I can feel the droplets of water pushing a … Continue reading Emergence.
Rhapsody in June.
‘Hey June. It’s nice to see you again! How are you? ... No mum today?’ Cassie is trying to peer into the dark hallway as June steps out into the street and closes the door behind her. She stops, squinting and blinking in the sun. She needs her sunglasses but the door is closed, … Continue reading Rhapsody in June.
Morning Dew
Droplet on leaf point The world is reflected out pure in miniature
Haiku practice
I read that writing a Haiku each day can help to create inspiration so I thought I'd give it a try. I thought I'd post them for fun, not taking myself too seriously here!
Welcome to my site
Hello there! Welcome to my site. Having been a writer of poetry for many years and having recently taken on the challenge of adapting my writing to produce short stories I decided it was the right time to give my work a home where I could share it with the wider world. My plan is … Continue reading Welcome to my site
E. Travelli 