Tag: Surreal Reality

• Red Sky at Night

  The Mansion. 2AM. Strange lights in the skies again. Glowing embers dissolve away But not the remnants of another day… The Sun – it set hours ago – The Moon’s about, but its light’s low. And the Moonlight’s white, not this eerie red that awoke me as I lay in bed.An eerie silence crept aroundThe…

  Tom

  Feb 15, 2016

  Confusion, Feel GOOD!, Mystery, Questions, Rhyme, Time

  Day-to-day, Dreams, Surreal Reality, The Mansion, Writing

• The Valentine Nebula

  Hidden deep within the Quadrans Muralis constellation lies this tiny tiny nebula. Tiny by nebula standards, but still immense where the Universe is concerned. Some of those stars are hundreds of times larger than our Sun, and they are all light years apart from each other , so you can imagine the size. Made up…

  Tom

  Feb 10, 2016

  Feel GOOD!

  Imagination, Inspiration, Just Because, Stars, Surreal Reality, The Universe, Valentine’s, What if…?, Writing

• Catching Casanova

  Giacomo Casanova (1725 – 1798). Ish. Picture the scene. It’s the mid-eighteenth century. We’re in Italy; Venice, actually. The Carnival is coming to its close. Noble folk (and lesser-noble for that matter!) are all partying like it’s 1999. All are dressed in elaborate clothing, wearing stunning full masks, some with head-dresses made out of the…

  Tom

  Feb 9, 2016

  Dance, Feel GOOD!, Legends, Time, Vampires

  Celebration, History, Just Because, Re-writing, Short Story, Surreal Reality, Valaween, What if…?, Writing

• Just Being Tomanova

  Hi. I’m Tomanova. I’m sitting here, well, reclining actually, in my chaise longue. I don’t need to do anything else. I just sit here and be. I ooze. I drape. I put the oo in swoon. Well, you do when in my presence, truth be told. I pretend not to notice. Please try to control…

  Tom

  Feb 2, 2016

  Abilities, Direction, Favourites, Feel GOOD!, Food and drink, Legends, Monthly Theme, Time

  Fun, Imagination, Inner Beings, Just Because, Surreal Reality, Take it easy!, Thoughts, Writing

• And they say romance is dead

  Old Mal creaked and groaned as he leant forward in his dusty old chair. He was bent completely double with his arm out-stretched as far as he could, but he still couldn’t reach it. He muttered something inaudible. “What’s that you say?” Ornelle, his wife, glanced up and over at him from her dusty chair.…

  Tom

  Feb 1, 2016

  Abilities, Feel GOOD!, Zombies

  Just Because, Short Story, Surreal Reality, Tales, Valaween, Writing