Siren Cerys
written by: Andrew Minhinnick
@Minhinnick_A
the background melody
of drifted stories,
poetry,
distractions of song,
carries the imagination
onto the page,
where the assonance spreads
as hand painted abstraction,
and its malleable,
thirsty,
disquisition
rings of aural veneration
I write for fun, escape and expression. I'm too old to be fashionable or to know what trends are. I luckily live north of Edinburgh, halfway up a hill, semi-retired with my wife and our cocker spaniel. The kids have flown, and I have more time now, selfish time. In a never-ending cycle of trying to finish a novel, to finish something started fifteen years ago. I'm a member of a small self-run writing group with two lovely ladies who are a great inspiration and support.
Latest posts by Andrew Minhinnick (see all)
- Siren Cerys - March 5, 2024
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