Shadows arose consciousness fled The pillow rose to meet my head All noted by the bluest eye with Persian fur You can read more of Stephen's writing at If You Haven't Got A Sonnet
Stephen W. Buchanan
My Unpaid Bills – STEPHEN W. BUCHANAN
While I wandered down a dark hall my thoughts squandered without recall of whence I came and whom to blame for this remiss Photo by David Werbrouck on Unsplash You can read more of Stephen’s writing at If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet
Nightmare Flower – Stephen W. Buchanan
There was black Smoke, ash char and charcoal Everything burned Everything gone Everything ‘Total destruction’ they told him ‘No survivors Sorry for your loss’ Leaving him alone There was white Soft, pure standing alone in a heat cracked vase on a table mostly ash A single white rose And a card untouched by flame or … Continue reading Nightmare Flower – Stephen W. Buchanan
It Shouldn’t Be – Stephen W. Buchanan
“Monster!”, she wrote “How dare you sir! With your last note I don’t concur! You are depraved! Get yourself saved! And stay away!” (C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2019 You can read more of Stephen's writing at If You Haven't Got A Sonnet
It Shouldn’t Be – Stephen W. Buchanan
“Monster!”, she wrote “How dare you sir! With your last note I don’t concur! You are depraved! Get yourself saved! And stay away!” (C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2019 You can read more of Stephen's writing at If You Haven't Got A Sonnet
Nightmare Flower – Stephen W. Buchanan
There was black Smoke, ash char and charcoal Everything burned Everything gone Everything ‘Total destruction’ they told him ‘No survivors Sorry for your loss’ Leaving him alone There was white Soft, pure standing alone in a heat cracked vase on a table mostly ash A single white rose And a card untouched by flame or … Continue reading Nightmare Flower – Stephen W. Buchanan
Brave & Reckless 