Free

The bird wanted the fish to feel How free it was to fly He plucked the fish from the sea And got angry when it died... MG       [Moral] Acceptance and cooperation The bird is freest when flying in the sky, whereas the fish is freest in the water. The bird imposed its … Continue reading Free

Two Leaders

One day, two world leaders got together To discuss a deal that would benefit each other One said, “I’ll paint my country as heaven but really it will be hell. People will flock from all over to drink from our immortal well.” The other replied, “I’ll canvas mine as hell but really it will be … Continue reading Two Leaders

One Minute

“How has your writing been lately?” she asked. “Not so good…” he said. “Why’s that?” she took an interest. “Writer’s Block…” he played victim, blaming state-of-mind. She feigned ignorance, trying hard to empathize. “What’s that?” she responded with a question. “When a writer is blocked and can’t think of ideas,” he didn’t pick up on … Continue reading One Minute

Space

Space, as in the place in our universe where the planets are placed? Space, as in the pauses between sentences where the spaces are placed? Space, as in the boxes of rooms we pay for where the economy defines our place? Space, as in the metaphorical oxygen you need in order to breathe because you’ve … Continue reading Space

Literally Literature

Huxley instead of Hardy Tolstoy rather than Tolkien Why Dickens when we've Dostoevsky? Oi, Kafka! Not Kerouac! Get more Wilde then chill with the Wordsworth Bring in Forster and replace Faulkner ...so maybe, just maybe, we could have a generation with jobs instead of “socialist warriors”.   #ReviseHowYouTeachLiterature     MG

We Were, Now We Aren’t

I once was young and I was naïve I dreamed of a future where we would be Together we’d fight, you with me Hand in hand so sturdily We pushed each other to rise above The hatred thrown by the world at us Together we fought them using our love The assumption that it would … Continue reading We Were, Now We Aren’t

Moving On

The crossroad is where you and I first met, I inched forward whilst you raced on ahead, Neither of us knew what was in store But I sought direction and you just wanted… “more”. Here we meet again, at this crossroads, my friend; Me? I never left, merely needed the rest. You ran in circles … Continue reading Moving On

The Path Not Taken

I looked at old pictures Of you and of us Trying to muster an apology For not being "good enough" All that came out Were words of honest truth "I'm sorry that I was never Broken enough for you" For months I kept trying To go back and apologise Kept thinking I'd done wrong That … Continue reading The Path Not Taken