Home of the Heart

“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

Could have Been, Should have Been, Never to Be

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

Forward Back ….. and now.

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.

The Knot

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

I am and forever will be ChaT CHRIS

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

BEYOND

Seven years years, 3 months and 6 days on from the Great Crash, the Great Plague soon after and now the Great storms of Climate Madness. Have no idea why I still mark off the calendar. Friends gone, where? Who knows. Chaos does that. Family? A bit like so called friends, who knows? Up until … Continue reading BEYOND

Edge of Truth

DAY 10 After five days the Truth Bugs had their fill. Blue and white starry gossamer's hitched rides on the last of the Suns reflected shortwave bounce back to space, destination unknown. A person had to be in just the right place at the right time to see this gossamer ride. On Oceans edge looking … Continue reading Edge of Truth