I have to say a big thank you to my youngest son, George Blamey-Steeden. I had asked him if he could put something together in regard to my new book, ‘The Outrageous Miss April Fool’. I handed over a few pertinent words re-my story and with that in mind, he’s designed this short Vineo video … More THE OUTRAGEOUS APRIL’S REASON TO BREATHE
15 months after I put pen to ink and at last the new book, ‘The Outrageous Miss April Fool’ is born. On the way it didn’t help that Rosie the gypsy dog ‘bitch’…sometimes worthy of that non-canine definition…decided to ‘bark’ many a long hour. Oh, how I wish I could speak the ‘bark’ language. I’d … More THE OUTRAGEOUS MISS APRIL FOOL
In the sizzling humidity that only the rainforest knows, a coverlet of brazen shadows hold sway. Albeit a pain in natures arse, here and there, scintillant chinks where razor sharp blades of sunlight cleave their way ever forward attempting to invade the battlefields canopy. Nearby, a peacock hoots, parakeets screech and in the far distant … More MAN IN ABSTRACT
Her dark veil, a time-honoured symbol of secret sin, and regardless, her private affair, as was the flaxen-haired girl’s forbidding, yet disguised scowling disposition. In one hand a cute little pink tablet that, when devoured…to be taken along with a strongly recommended swig of any and all sugary thirst-quenching beverages…ends life in an instant; in … More UNINVITED MELANCHOLY
I am taking my leave ahead of youto a place that is most sublimeand rent for us a suite of roomsat The Hotel End of Time By the time that you arrive theretake for granted that I’mgoing to ensure cocktails awaitat The Hotel End of Time We shall have an open reservationin the restaurant most … More THE ‘HOTEL END OF TIME’
Identical snowflakesA bona fide rarity?A miracle?Only the sage can sayAnd he is far awayMeasuring hailstonesBermuda she recalls Yet hereIn the frozen landsNorth of nowhereShe is compelledTo tell ofTo showTo someoneTo anyoneHer immaculateInconceivable find Fail in thisThen it never happenedNo one will believe herEverSave perhaps the sageAfter all he isA philosopherMore soIn his spare timeWhen in … More THE DAY A TRUTH DIED
BEFORE THE GAME OF HUMAN LIFE;An ‘undress me if you dare’frock of early morn’s visionlessmist spares the moorland her blushesNot that the Sun God gives a damnfor he has no regard for modestyno scruples and will unveil her in his own timeonly then she will be unmasked in all her glory AFTER, WHEN IT WAS … More MS EARTH & DR TIME
He mouths his solo of undoingthe venue a derelict warehousedue south of Old Father Thamesto an accompanying throb ofaimless raindrops succumbingto relentless gravity viafractured aperture’s leaky roof His gallery a wonky line-up ofcouldn’t care less spidersscurrying half interested ratsvagrant rummaging sex charged pigeons Yet there was once a time when hispatriotic baritone could fill an … More MEDZ YEGHERN aka ‘GENOCIDE’
I watched the fledgling widowA charcoal figurineA transcendent remembrance vistaWhite marble upon emerald green Determinedly she made her searchRow upon row upon rowPausing every so oftenBefore she made to go Onward, ever onwardUntil she found the very spotWhere her true love was laid to restHe that time almost forgot There she knelt on one kneeDabbed … More COLD COMFORT BEGETS FRESH GRIEF
TOO LONG WE BOTH HAD WAITED the Garde du Nord was franticthe night I took the sleeper eastmy destination Budapestdreaming you might fly in from Nice too long we both had waitedI’d delayed, fearing the worstyet as the stench of false freedom fadedI travelled unfazed and unrehearsed ’56 had seen Soviet tanksdestroy any glimmer of … More TOO LONG WE BOTH HAD WAITED
- MIKE STEEDEN - 