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The Unreliables

September 14, 2025creative writing, Poem, Uncategorized, WordsCommunication, Customer Service, Disorganised, Humour, Life, Poem, Unreliable, Unreliable People, wordskmjmreed

Miss B Communication

Never answers

To Mr N O’time

As he

Loses track of Miss C again and again

Those unreliable fuckers!

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September 13, 2025creative writing, Poem, WordsBad Joke, creative writing, Humour, No Subject, Not funny, Poem, Prompt, Sarcasm, Short, Something Vague, This Really is Quite Serious Actually, Thoughts, Timekmjmreed

Start writing…

I didn’t bother with much of a title but I started writing as you can see

But I’ve forgotten how to write, or rather I think it’s forgotten me

Start writing…

Next to the damn curser, every new fricken line, start writing, start writing… but how to finish cleverly this time…

…stop writing.

Stormchaser

August 8, 2022creative writing, poetry, WordsAdverse Weather, caring, companionship, Couple, Feeling, Life, Love, poetry, Thoughtskmjmreed

When your’re out in a Storm

When the weather closes in around you

And the ferocious winds turn against you

When the rain falls likes bullets to hurt you

And thunder deafens like cruel words

Along with its lightning continuously trying to shock you

I will be there

Your hand in mine

To help you to shelter

Find the calmness after every storm

I’m the relief in the burst of sudden sun rays

The bandage for all your wounds

Il silence the thunder into peace and birdsong

I am the earth that absorbs the lightning

I will hold you tight

I will see you right

Buoyant

July 13, 2022creative writing, poetry, WordsBoat, Couple, Emotion, Feeling, Love, poetry, relationship, wordskmjmreed

The wind that sails the boat

The buoyancy thats make it float

The sail to power us in certain weather

The hull that that keep us closer together

Yes we have ourselves a boat

For whoever doubts us please take note

We’re sailing where others are grounded

Even we don’t know when this boat was founded

On distant seas and between undiscovered land

Our boat keeps us all in hand

Moving forward, then peacefully still

Never wasting precious time for the thrill

And when the water settles around us

Acts as a mirror to prove we are there

We shall now name our boat

On the sail above

Our boat will be forever called

L•••

Rock Leaf Cloud Mountain

February 20, 2022creative writing, Poem, poetry, Wordscompanion, Feeling, Love, poetry, soul mate, wordskmjmreed

I am a rock

And you are the ocean

Your tides are your love

And I feel your every motion

I am a leaf

And you are the tree

Your always in spring

You will forever make me

I am a cloud

And you are the sky

Your vast beauty everlasting

I am never too high

I am a mountain

And you are my lake

Together in a postcard

A loving keepsake

Love in all Weathers

February 19, 2022creative writing, Poem, poetry, WordsAdverse Weather, Feeling, Hope, Love, poetry, Protection, wordskmjmreed

When the weather closes in around you

And the ferocious winds turn against you

When the rain falls like bullets to hurt you

And thunder deafens like cruel words

Then lightning, continuous, trying to shock you

I will be there

Your hand in mine

To help you shelter

Find the calmness after every storm

I’m the relief in the burst of sudden sun rays

The bandage for all your wounds

Il silence the thunder into peace and birdsong

I am the earth that absorbs the lightning

I will hold you tight

I will see you right

Anna Lies

June 13, 2019creative writing, poetry, short stories, WordsFriends, Humour, lies, Nonsense, overthinking, poetry, relationships, Short Story, wordskmjmreed

Its’s all true, she said

Anna Liza lied

And even as she analysed

Her very own lies

All the while staring into Hanna’s eyes

Hanna tried easily to

Lie about disbelieving the

Lies Anna Liza told her

And she herself analysed

Anna’s lies that she spoke of

But Anna Lisa

Can see a liar a mile off;

When she sees one

And Hanna hasn’t met

A good liar yet

So both turned and left

Their lies lying

and so as it was

Anna and Hanna

Never met again

And for this reason

They were a little wiser…

But that could be lie

The Last Moon on the Left (excerpt)

February 5, 2017creative writing, Poem, short stories, WordsBrothers, Children at Bedtime, Excerpt from a short story of mine, Fear, Humour, Imagination, Life, Monsters, Space, The Downstairs Worldkmjmreed

The bizarre kettle-shaped spaceship, suddenly turns off its powerful engine of raging bubbles. Now, both young boys listen intensly, to the slow, muted, thud of footsteps… from the creepy bottom step… to the agonisingly close and creaky top step of the stairs.

But it’s soon after those footsteps stop, after the deathly silence they create, when something that sounds as light as a balloon, and travelling in the unnatural breeze of the night; bumps innocently light, then mysteriously heavier (again and again) onto the exposed floorboards of the landing.

Luke (the younger ) suddenly remembers that in the most recent past, he had found ‘the landing’ very confusing, because nothing that he was aware of… until now, had ever landed there.

By Writes

February 3, 2017creative writing, poetry, Wordscreative writing, i solved my writing block, Mental Health, myself, poetry, who cares anywaykmjmreed

I don’t mean to be boring

Or feel need to be liked

I don’t want to seem pretentious

Or told that was well typed

I don’t try to be fo sunny

Or morose for the sake of you!

I don’t write because i love weather

I write to keep my shit together!

Exit, Entrance to Exit

January 9, 2017creative writing, Flash Fiction, poetry, WordsAwkward Exit, Gotta get out of this place!, Insecurity, Leaving, Life, Nightclub, Nightlife, poetry, That first breath of fresh air, The First Post of the Year, The Walk Home, wordskmjmreed

The whites of her eyes trembled like approaching dual headlights in heat-haze.

Each pinkly foot all a blur; cradled loosely by a pair of slip on cups; adjoined by two nonsynchronous shotguns; lock and loading; firing her across the nightclubs remix of slip and adhesion.

Her slight outline; disappearing/reappearing; a visual offbeat to the paparazzi furore that follow her with discord; some giddy travel through extra-terrestrial lights of seizure.

To a close country border,

Fire doors! she cried, unlikely to be heard… or in thought.

Now here is the swing and hinged odds; potholed by scattered youth with inebriated limbs; blotted by dazed fireflies that danced in the smokes.

Surrendering to official air, the same air that blows your sweat gently across your neck into deltas on your chest, only reminiscent… to be felt.

When gravity falters, this Mother Earth is momentarily off her axis.

Her daughter follows one snaking line of shy neon; in and out of sight, forever smaller, staccato, in black, can paranoid be the night?

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