With all our chasing here and there,we get so busy with life’s chores,we barely have time for air,while we constantly seek moreStop for just a moment,leave behind the daily grind,all the worries and torment,the thoughts on your mindClose your weary eyes,and let yourself see,take a breath, release a sigh,just let yourself merely beThe Sun’s warmth on your face,a quiet moment under the night sky,the thrill of adrenaline’s r...

Disclaimer: For all of those reading this who do not identify as heterosexual, this poem is about you too. Just replace the pronouns with whatever is relevant to you, and hopefully, enjoy.  when a girl meets a boy there is a moment when they are truly equal. before biology sets in and reminds him to flex reminds her to push out her chest reminds them that they are made to fit together like puzzle pieces. nobody cares if t...

Our eyes meet. Her beauty is painful to behold.  Her look is an explosion of ice in my chest. Unearthly beauty? No... Surreal, Unobtainable, Inexorably transient. Look but don't touch, don't you dare utter a word, for this is fleeting. A faint smile dances on her lips, as she toys with her prey. There's a mysterious glint in her eye. The moment is made more beautiful with the knowledge that it will end imminently. Who is...

As Gloria pulled into her driveway, she dreaded the conversation which was to follow. Amy was talking to her as if nothing had happened, but everyone was aware that something was going on. Gloria only had a faint idea, but it was enough to make her suspicious. “Amy, come in, have a seat. Can I get you anything?” Gloria offered.“No, I’m fine, let’s just get to talking, shall we?”“Business, eh?”“Something like that.”A chill...

Rufus sat and thought. He still had no idea if it really was Amy in the dream, or if he was just wishing it. “I really miss you, Amy,” he sobbed to the room.It was as if he was expecting to get some sort of reply, but nothing came. Sitting with his tea, he wept, thinking of Amy. “Remember the first time we met?” He smiled, “I just about shat myself. Mind you, you were pretty spooked too. I think that’s what brought us tog...

Ray kept babbling, going around and around in circles. He knew what he was saying, but what he was saying made no sense to Rufus.“Ray, are you saying that Amy knew my dad?” “Exactly,” Ray held his head in his hands.“But, I don’t remember anyone called William. How can you be sure?”“I’m sure, I know William and I know he wouldn’t make a mistake. Not about this.”“Ray, I wasn’t aware that Amy was the cause of Willie being co...

Visiting time was finally over and Rufus bid his visitors farewell. He’d had quite a good visit and managed to get a bit of business done. All he really wanted to do, however, was get back to his journal. “Hey, would you lot mind if I wrote in my journal for a bit? There’s something I need to get written down,” Rufus asked.“Nah, it’s okay, time for my programme, anyway” Cynthia smiled.“Okay, I’ll get out of your face, too...

Rufus wanted nothing more than to pace the floor, but being bed bound and advised against any strenuous activity, he could do nothing. Instead he just mimicked the movement, which was part of his physiotherapy anyway, and wished he could have a smoke. 'Suppose this could be a good opportunity to give up, though,’ he thought, resigning himself to not smoking, ‘meh, I still wanna smoke. Stressed out here!’“Hey Roof, I’m bac...

Amy said nothing, just stood there smiling at Rufus. A nurse came along and fussed over Rufus.“Rufus, look at me, don’t move too much. You’ve got three broken ribs and a fractured pelvis, if you move suddenly, you could be really hurt,” the nurse told him.Rufus burbled, trying to get the words, but still too out of it to make any sense. ‘Why is Amy here?’ he thought.“A doctor will be by soon.” The nurse smiled sweetly.Ruf...

Rufus and Cynthia sat in the gloomy, dingy wee restaurant enjoying their food and each other’s company. They sat and pretended to be posh and ordered the most posh sounding items from the menu. In truth, it was pretty ordinary food, done up to look posh, but it was yummy. “So... we’re finished here. Movie now?” Rufus asked.“Sure thing, just settle the bill first.”“Oh yeah... Waiter!” Rufus called.“Yes, sir?”“Vlad? Hey, Vl...

Rufus and Cynthia sat enjoying the company of each other. In each other’s arms, they felt peaceful, their minds at rest and their noisy souls seeming to calm each other.They awoke in the morning in a rush. Cynthia had to get to work and Rufus was late to see a client. “So, Rufus, wanna meet after work? We can go back to mine this time.”“Okay, same wee cafe?”“Yeah, that place is becoming ours,” Cynthia yawned.“Innit just?...

“Amy, this is Cynthia, don’t be alarmed, she’s friendly,” Rufus told Amy.Amy never spoke, unfortunately she was mute, but she was easy enough to read. That’s one of the many things Rufus loved about Amy.“Um, hello Amy,” Cynthia greeted Amy.Amy hid behind Rufus. She was nervous, but she flashed a shy smile in Cynthia’s direction. She seemed to be warming to Cynthia. Rufus handed Cynthia a cup of tea and beckoned her into t...

Rufus finished his work and headed to the wee cosy cafe. He was excited about meeting Cynthia again, but nervous, too. He’d been working pretty hard that day, despite not having much to do. The computer he was inspecting was being a right bam. It was in such ill health, it took him all day just to reformat a hard drive and then there was the added hassle of having to reinstall all programs and configure them individually....

His finger stroked the mouse, hovering over the button. His heart was beating in his chest and his hand sweating.“Oh, just do it,” Rufus said aloud.Finally, he clicked the ‘send request’ button, confirmed whether he wanted to send the request and immediately shut the computer down and went to bed.“Up early tomorrow, after all... Night Amy,” he said to the empty room.Rufus laid awake thinking of Cynthia. He couldn’t get he...

He stood at the bus stop, drawing on a cigarette. Nodding his head to the music from his headphones, he looked at his watch. ‘Fifteen minutes... Ugh, hurry, stupid bus!’ he thought.He discarded his cigarette butt on the ground and looked around. ‘Cute bum,’ he thought, regarding the curvy woman next to him.He changed the music to his favourite band and smiled at the recent memory of having seen them live. ‘Man, Cristina S...