A brand-new collection of short stories, verse and narrative song lyrics
Most of the stories in this book were written to be read or sung aloud which, to my mind, is the best way for tales to be told. Long before the invention of visual symbols made on clay, stone, paper or papyrus, humans recounted their experiences verbally. Often, no doubt, accompanied by dramatic gestures and sounds. It is also certain these narratives were embellished as they passed on so that after a while fact and fiction became blurred. But ‘fact’ is not always the same as ‘truth’, for many a wise word is wrapped up in mythical garb to make it more entertaining or memorable. With this is mind, though I have indicated the non-fiction pieces, I hope readers will approach all these tasty tales with an open mind.
Published now – May 2022 on Amazon Paperback £6.99 and Ebook £1.99
NEW DAWN
one hundred years beyond the end game when our great cities have become overgrown with thistles and thorns weeds and moss and everything has returned to how it once was wildlife will reclaim the landscape and endangered species clamber back from the brink
our neatly regimented houses offices and factories
will disintegrate or become homes
for bats bears badgers rats voles and foxes
along with millions of other creatures
birds insects and reptiles.
living their harsh but innocent lives
as they have always done
one thousand years on
little of what remains would be recognisable to us
a concrete pile here or there
and maybe some bleached plastic odds and ends
washed up on deserted beaches
any inquisitive star traveller
or alien archaeologist
may clear a patch of jungle and find the remains
of a sports stadium or shopping mall and wonder
what gods were worshipped here
and by what strange creatures
a little more digging and it may be realised
this was the site of extensive urban sprawl
in fact a world-wide megalopolis
connected by a complex transport
and communications system
but something must have gone wrong
or why was it not still thriving
further investigation may detect residues
of noxious chemicals and gasses
but it seems
the earth creatures did not poison themselves
or blow one another into smithereens
the only clue to their demise may lie in the paws of skeletal remains
found in the decayed buildings
small oblong devices which it appeared
were not tools or weapons
but some form of messaging service
whatever data storage they once held
now long since deteriorated and
without a power source
it was hard to tell what had so mesmerised and ultimately
transfixed like stone these clever but doomed beings
then an alien visitor against all odds
manages to spark one gadget back into life
for a brief second or two
the screen flickers with a meaningless symbol
F