You are invited to write a complete piece of fiction – prose or poetry.
We will upload the entries on the Website every Wednesday. So, get those creative juices flowing and put pen to paper -you never know what you can achieve until you give it a try.
A POEM FOR JANUARY
by Patricia Brown
T’was the month after Christmas and all through the House Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse. The stuffing I’d nibble, the turkey I’d taste The yummies I’d eaten gone straight to my waist. The wine and the mince pies, The bread and the cheese I should have just said, ‘No thank you, please.’ So as I dressed myself in my boyfriend’s old shirt, I couldn’t believe my bottom and belly – the girth! I said to myself, as only I can, ‘You can’t spend the year disguised as a man!’ So away with the last of the sour-cream dip, Get rid of the fruitcake, every cracker and chip. Every last bit of food that I like must be banished ‘Til all the additional ounces have vanished. I won’t have a cookie, not even a lick. Instead I’ll chew on a celery stick. I won’t have Irish coffees, or chocolates, or pie, I’ll munch on a carrot and quietly I’ll cry: ‘I’m hungry, I’m lonesome, and life is a bore- But isn’t that just what January’sfor?’ Unable to giggle, no longer a riot, HAPPY NEW YEAR and to all a good diet!
With thanks for all your hard work keeping us amused last year,