Dusk delight from the chill spot Beauty is truly in the eyes of the beholder, but only if the beholder is taking notice and observing the detail of what they cast their eyes across. We can spend much of our time using the device that this is written on scrolling down or finger sliding across, … Continue reading Just Look
“Home is where the heart is”, as the saying states. If that is the case then I have a Heart bigger than an Elephant. Mind you, the heart manifests itself in thoughts generated by the brain. The Heart is really a metaphor of all those things we regard with fondness and affection. The Senses So … Continue reading Home of the Heart
Preamble: This piece probably would never have happened if not for a short story writing competion that wife Shakirah alerted me to. There were four themes to pick and this one is based on the premise of someone considering giving up on their career goals just before a career defining break. Read on. PS: Won't … Continue reading Could have Been, Should have Been, Never to Be
PREAMBLE Our minds need exercise. Written creativity comes in many forms and until now most of my musings have been within the traditional form of a storyline. Poetry has never really been part of my existence. I read a bit of Khalil Gibran back in the day, but that is about it. The following started … Continue reading Forward Back ….. and now.
Knotted stems embrace about the size of the palm of the hand. Four years into drought at Kalbarri National Park, W Aus circa 2007. Pic: Chris Round Impossibility exists within this compressed, twisted and tortured desire to be. Relentlessly harassed and pressured into submission, to find a way, to set new direction away from this … Continue reading The Knot
Yay, it's on again, Cricket that is. I still froth at the thought and anticipation of playing even though the body is not quite as fit as it used to be. The soul? Is still 150% committed and as long as the desire is still keen, I will still put the hand up to play. … Continue reading On Again
Almost five months of zero inspiration for a story to write. The thought had crossed the mind way more than once to throw a few words or phrases at Chat GPT and see what it came up with. Could it pierce my inner thoughts in all their glorious and in-glorious wonder and write what is … Continue reading I am and forever will be ChaT CHRIS
Well before even pre-dawn I finally give up the toss and turn to reluctantly climb out of bed. Not before one last desperate attempt to still the now restless mind by nestling in the sleeping form of the wife for a few minutes. Eyes closed and nourished in her warmth and the familiarity of seven … Continue reading Happiness is …
The scene was set in “SURFS UP … Again. Prelude to the now just completed trip. Read on. Day 1. Mid October, left town at 6.50am. Clear morning, road winds east through the central mountain chain, to the flat on the other side. Greeted by lush green of mountain jungle with Palm trees finding the … Continue reading Surf was Up ……
BEFORE I was prepared as much as any human could be for what was to come. Fitness not taken lightly. Over months had gradually upped the running from a breathless one kilometre to now 10 breathe easy kilometres three times a week and surfing when I could. The “12’s" creativity blasting from the ear buds … Continue reading 12
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