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As of now, that is in April 2009, I am 70 years old, a retired forester living in Jeffreys Bay on the southeastern coast of South Africa. I have enjoyed writing creatively since my early schooldays, both in prose and in poetry, and was delighted to discover

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Depression: 3 of 694
You know that hangdog feelingWhen life's kicked you in the crutch,When the world seems ranged against youAnd to breathe seems just too much?Oh you know what it feels likeWhen your socks are full of burrs,When the toast your wife's just butteredIsn't yours, but hers;When you stoop to tie a shoelace,Coz it's loose and flips and... More..
Sciences > Sciences (Other) Are we alone in the universe?: 1 of 74
SETI: an Exercise in fatuous Whimsicality?Among the intelligentsia of our age, few scientists of international note have displayed more preoccupation with the idea of extraterrestrial intelligence than did the late Dr Carl Sagan. He wrote extensively on the subject in several of his numerous books, mostly non-fiction but incl... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love expressed: 22 of 722
PERSPECTIVESI see you through the liquid prism of my tears,Your features blurring at the fringes,But shot through with shimmering rainbow hues,Disclosing facets of your soul kept secret down the years.I see your face at daybreak, offset against the rising Sun,Your hair a perfect halo, shining in its golden ray;Your eager smil... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Deserts: 1 of 17
Article: The Law of the NamibLook on my sun-scalded beauty,Forged by the Master-Smith's hand;Wild as the waves on my wreck-strewn shore,Fierce as my gem-studded sand.Proud in my brooding aloneness,Africa crouching at bay;Pole-cold when Orion hunts high in the sky,Soul-searing by eye-scorching day.Ye who would tread my bleak h... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Friendship: 6 of 82
The Day the Circus cameHe had been looking forward to this for a long time, as had practically every other kid in the school. Three months ago the first posters had gone up in shop windows everywhere, advertising the thrilling fact that the Circus was coming to town - Boswell's Circus, South Africa's biggest and best.Three mo... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Growing Up: 6 of 78
BalloonsHe held the object up, level with his eyes, studying it, puzzled. Certainly it was the funniest looking balloon he had ever seen. Take the colour: white, uninteresting; nothing like the gaily-hued things that hung from the walls and light fittings at parties and which he and Danny loved blowing up almost to bursting p... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Suicidal thoughts: 14 of 163
Street SceneI turn the pageand the photograph hits melike a prizefighter's blowto the solar plexus.Frozen in time,mere meters above the flagstones,a woman's figure:horizontally positioned,limbs splayedin reflexive anticipationof instant extinction.How bland the scene -so commonplace, so everyday:A street-corner hotel,curtaine... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Religion: 6 of 69
ChorusesI knew Robbie for no more than three weeks in the high summer of 1952. We met at the annual youth camp of the Evangelical Movement of New Disciples, a strongly apostolic church that followed the lead of the Seventh Day Adventists in several respects, most specifically in its observance of Saturday as the true Sabbath.... More..
Creative Writing > Satire Satire: Life: 5 of 57
History of a ClodhopperI am a shoe.To be more precise, I am a man's shoe, tan of colour, eight-and-half of size and tailored to fit a right foot. I have a partner, the mirror image of myself, but where he is I cannot tell. I know, though, that he has been reduced to the same sorry state as that in which I now reside. For of a... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Repentance: 4 of 31
A Hunter/Forester RepentsGreat God omnipotent,Beneficent Creator of the eternal universe,In whose all-encompassing sightThe mightiest star and minutest atomAre of like import,Who knoweth neither infinite nor infinitesimal:Look upon me, miserable microbe,Pitiful parasite,Plunderer of thy priceless bounty.Unworthy am I e'en yet... More..