Author Archives: Jimjan's journal

It’s a bright autumn day.  Quivering leaves of orange, beige and brown blaze a trail from my new friend Georgia’s front door.  I stand at her ceiling to floor window, my reflection gawping, like someone deranged.  How did she get those windows so clean?  I mean really.  Everything’s on display.  A fifty-inch TV, laptop, MingContinue reading “I Should Have Checked”

Warm days from sunshine rays makes her happy. Birds sing, her choir, her glory. Bees hover over clover. A step light and airy. Over grass, by sweet hedgerows, a bearded dog sniffs around, examines a log. Squirrels take flight, in fright breaking free, eyes agog. Sneaky moves of self-preservation. Teasing smells. A tongue pants, earsContinue reading “Holler”

“Don’t put it there,” Georgina said, her face clouded, a perfect profile marred by distaste. “Why?” asked Greg, balancing a buff cardboard box on his arm. “Germs,” shouted the mantled maiden. Only she wasn’t a maiden, she’d been around the block a bit. “Put it in the garage out of sight.” Greg turned to theContinue reading “Kiss”

There’s a star in the sky, like an eye shining strong. Left of the tree, five foot above, head to heels, from her stance, horizontal. Lying out, the day behind her, lingering long, loathe to leave her alone. So she stares outside, at the light, in the dark, and the star shouts aloud in aContinue reading “Talking Star”

The fading day seeped away, shedding shadows on the shelves. The birds had hopped, popped over the fence to noodle doodle nests, sucking their beaks as they spread their tail wing. She sat at the restless table, elbows down, hands on chin, her star lights, lit behind her. Six hanging rows of cherry red. HowContinue reading “Cuckoo Song”

My attempts at a Tautogram – text in which all words start with the same letter – in this case, the letter C Carbon clawmark’s crunching cankers cause careful considerations, constructions carrying callow cadets. Caption. Circling corona cures climate change clouds. Compiling camps, causing craters, conflict, closed cloistered citadels, counter conclusions, contrary contusions curiously crafted.Continue reading “Carbon Claws”

My home town is set in a valley, but then there is a valley within a valley and this one holds the river. Moving towards the town by road, from any direction, one sees green fields and trees, so many trees. In the fields there are sheep, pheasants, and big brown cows, and in theContinue reading “Spirals”

Ben looked out the window.  Too much time on his hands, you might think, but no, he was at work, at home. He’d been furloughed being in the Finance area. Had been furnished with a laptop complete with the necessary apps.  IT wasn’t his thing, but this working from home business meant he was nowContinue reading “Undercover”

Donna had lost all track of the days, but this was Wednesday.  Yeah definitely Wednesday she thought, because the bins were lifted today and she knew the bins got lifted Wednesdays.  Well only the refuse bin and the food waste.  The bottles were the pariahs, left behind, pillars of glass, shards of proof that lockdownContinue reading “Down the Swanee”

The grass was greener on this side, he was certain. Bill took a few steps to the right then the left, examining the turf below his feet and once he was happy that the grass definitely was greener here, he sat on the park bench by the fence. The wood of the seat was grey,Continue reading “Blue Jean”