The Forgotten Pieces

Hi everyone, I’ve had another article published, not on Taste of Cinema this time but on the 25YL TV and Film website. Surprise, surprise, its Twin Peaks related. I’ve written about the European pilot episode of the series and how I view the extra scenes at the end, especially in light of Season 3. Hope […]

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Shelly’s Tale – a poem

Hi there, I had another idea for a poem and I decided to go back to that Irish verse style called Ae Freislighe (ay fresh-lee) that I did a while ago. As I explained in that post, Ae Freislighe are highly regimented and have a complex arrangement of syllables and rhymes. It has stanzas of four […]

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Life’s Intersection – a poem

My #whatthehaiku video tonight turned into a seven-haiku collection, so I thought I’d put it here as well. Life’s Intersection A crack and you know Though you shut out what you saw You can’t stay the sound   It rips through your heart Screams your baby is taken Leaving you standing   Surrounded, alone Callous […]

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A Ditty for Donna

A little while ago, I did one of my #whatthehaiku videos about Donna Hayward. It turned into quite a long poem comprising seven different haiku poems. I felt like I wanted to develop it a little bit and turn it into something else. I first thought about doing another sonnet to go with the ones […]

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The Story of BOB – a sonnet

Hi everyone, I knocked up another sonnet to stand by my earlier efforts for Laura Palmer and Agent Cooper. This one concerns the story of the dark force present in Twin Peaks: the inhabiting spirit, the evil that men do, the one known as BOB.  Here is his story: The Story of BOB Loathsome spirit […]

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The Lodge Palindrome – a poem

Just thought I’d experiment a little bit with another poetic form: the palindrome. It’s very hard to get it right and to make sure that the second half makes sense. Quite happy with this for a first attempt, though. Agony is freedom, And lodges fill spirits As darkness pulls light away, Longer no kindness can […]

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