#The Sunday Whirl ~ #Wordle 475 ~ #Poetry

Whilst having lunch with Miss Fox
I noticed a sad look in her eyes
I didn’t ask her about it
I have been told she comes
From a family of liars
I wish I had known
Before I bought the cottage from her
Trust wasn’t an issue then
When my cat sat on her lap
I signed on the dotted line
I don’t know why
I didn’t check the small print
The stable door…
I was too late
The man slipped
the condemned notice in my hand
My beautiful cottage cannot be saved
Miss Fox had gone to ground…

©anitadawes 2020

Running… #Poetry

Image by Torulus from Pixabay

Running did no good
I missed the last train home
The platform empty,
Cold, darker than I remembered
Five past midnight
The air felt heavy
The sword of Damocles
Hung above my head
I could feel it waiting to drop
As I made my way down the stairs
Hoping to flag down a cab
Something or someone slams into me
Knocking me to the floor
My head spun, I couldn’t see a thing
No one leaning over me
Waiting to apologise
The air had been punched out of my body
By someone who whispered
“Sorry, I can’t miss the last train…”

©anitadawes 2020

The Eye of the Moon… # #poetry

Image found on FB – possibly by Ronald Keith

What happens
when the real face
of the moon is revealed.
Will fortunes change
While worlds collide?
Will we break like thin glass?
The fallen pieces scar the earth
Nothing grows
I sit beneath the last tree
Wondering what fool
Tried to shoot the moon…

©anitadawes 2020

Love Broken… #Poetry

Image by Miriam Müller from Pixabay

Love Broken

There’s a sad song on the radio
Love broken like a glass fallen
The scattered pieces only fit for the bin
Somethings can’t be glued together
Nor plastered over
Yet the search goes on
For a love unfettered by pain
Each kiss from a stranger
Tells a story
Keep looking for that kiss
That has no story
Only you in mind…

©anitadawes 2020

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#Keepitalive ~ #Whatdoyousee ~ #WDYS ~ #Poetry

Keep it alive

What do you see # 48 – 21 September’20

Mohammad Hoseini Rad@ Unsplash

(For the visually challenged reader, the image shows a covered paved street. One person is sitting in a chair in the middle of the street talking to another sitting at the side walk. There is a truck parked in the street behind them. The street is lighted up well with lights hanging from the ceiling)

A philosophical debate
Is carried late into the night
Beneath artificial light, a covered market
Where creeping shadows fall
The yellow truck slowed to park
Letting the two men chatter,
Catching a few words, the driver thought
There must be a body beneath
The yellow tarpaulin
Hanging beside the man on the sidewalk
No other voices can be heard
The swollen heat keeping other souls at bay
The debate cannot be concluded
The tarpaulin cannot be lifted by mortal hand
What lies beneath placed by evil magic
Words must be found to break the spell
To find nothing but hot air
Escape by touch…

©anitadawes 2020

#Throwback Thursday ~ As it Was in the Beginning…

Although I used to dream about writing when I was younger, life came along and made sure I forgot to remember this, always finding new ways to keep my mind from straying.

Even when my sister, Anita started to write and needed help with transcribing and editing her own stories, my own dreams stayed dormant, while life continued to throw some major curve balls.

I learned to love working on Anita’s stories, mainly to keep from drowning under such a lot of misery and frustration. Her characters and stories somehow gave me hope that everything would one day be better.

I needed a lot of patience at that time, and editing is an exceptionally good way of teaching this!

I’m not sure where the first idea came from, but I began to think about writing a story about a woman called Kate Devereau. Someone remarkably like me, as it happens.

I refused to admit it would be a memoir or in any way autobiographical. She just happened to have similar life experiences, that’s all.

After all, they do tell us to write what we know, and I knew Kate very well.

Looking back, I think Nine Lives had to be written so I could move on to a better life. One with more hope in it than I ever thought possible.

Although I have moved on since then, Kate has followed me and has remained a haunting heroine in my first three detective stories, Nine Lives, Out of Time, and CrossFire. My favourite detective, DI David Snow fell in love with her and she haunts him too.

But will Kate Devereau and David Snow ever have a happy ending?

Book Description

Death has been stalking Kate all her life, convincing her that she has nine lives, like a cat.
With nothing to live for, no family to speak of, just a brother she hates, she waits for death to take her away when her lives run out.
People around her are dying at the hands of a serial killer, so has Kate run out of lives?
Will she find a reason to live before it is too late?

“If you like the thriller genre that keeps up the momentum then Nine Lives would be a good read for you. The pace never falters, building up the plot and characters with timely intervention. The author cleverly keeps the story centred around the main character, with the other players coming into the story and yet there are no plot holes or false timings.” Amazon Reviewer

“The story is very mysterious and suspenseful, and I was left wondering if Kate would escape the murderer. The mysterious voice plays a big part in the story and the ending does a wonderful job of explaining the voice and it’s purpose in Kate’s life.” Amazon Reviewer

#Friday Review ~ Watching Glass Shatter by James J Cudney ~ #Fiction

Watching Glass Shatter (Perceptions Of Glass Book 1) Kindle Edition

After 40 years of marriage, Olivia’s husband unexpectedly passes away. But when Ben’s will reveals a life-altering secret, she suffers a blow no widow should ever experience.Olivia learns that she gave birth to a baby who later died in the nursery. Instead of telling his wife what happened, Ben switched the child with another. And as if that’s not enough, Ben’s will doesn’t reveal which of their five sons is truly not hers.Olivia visits each of her sons to share a final connection before facing the truth that will change their family, and discovers that each of them has been harboring a painful secret, just like their father. But will the secrets destroy their family, or bring them closer together?


Getting to know the Glass family and all their many secrets made fascinating reading. The more I discovered about their lives convinced me that the author had chosen the perfect title for this first book in the series.

The unrelenting tension begins on the first page and builds, chapter by chapter into a complicated web of mysteries that eventually shatter, almost destroying the family.

The saddest part of this story was that this family seemed like normal happy people until the father dies in an accident. Then, like peeling an onion, each of their secret problems is revealed, setting the scene for some major showdowns.

I applaud this author for such an interesting, beautifully plotted, and well-written story, leaving me wondering if we shall hear more about the Glass family in the next of the series…

© Jaye Marie 2020