What’s a twittle? — A twittle is a nutty poem in the class of a quatrain exactly one hundred alphabet letters a perfect workout for your brain © Carolyn Hastings 2022 And that’s a twittle in a nutshell! …

We’re making twittle history — Hi, I am the curator of twittles among many roles and titles I’m everyone’s twittle inspector and a pedantic letter counter I love reading others’ twittles But watch out! I scan them like a hawk One letter off the magic score Excuse me, we need to talk! If you’re the…

Celebrating James G Brennan’s poetry — ‘There’s only one true way to put out this fire; we all become one again, one mind one heart one spirit joining together across oceans of hope.’ James G Brennan, Across Oceans of Hope James wrote these lines in March 2021 as part of his poetic exploration of ubuntu, the…

Fill the night sky with your eloquent prose — I stand here at the balcony of a place unfamiliar and let the night sky close in and embrace me oh, how I ponder and pray to the heavens Where are you, James? Surely you’re there yonder among the stars and the stardust an eternity of dreams unfathomable black holes you delved in so deep Andromeda Alpha Centauri Greek mythology their mysteries…

Holding my ground in an emotional storm of free verse — cumulonimbus mounting amassed on the now near once distant horizon intimidating all consuming so too the prospect of doom that waits to engulf me I stand firm hold my ground my countenance a fortress again against the puffed up might bluff and bluster instability mimics delusion I feel the tension turgid hot…

Where I am from in free verse — Please hear me, for I am from the rootstock of respect passed down the line by my elders their forbears before them Respect is who I am; it flows as does oil through my core roots, stem and leaves buds abound and unbind spores disperse in the air An aura of respect I can feel it Can you…

Just in case you were wondering — A lioness has got a lot more power than the lion likes to think she has. Jackie Weaver The above quote might seem boldly pretentious, but it’s one of the quotes I find myself saying to get through the nightmare I’m now in. Jackie Weaver, for those unfamiliar with the…

It’s not too late to join our poetry prompt — Respect to you, fine friend We embrace in revered silence even as life tests our endurance poetry powers our resilience I write to you on behalf of Paper Poetry’s editorial team — Suntonu Bhadra, Indubala Kachhawa, and myself — to announce that our July prompt, Respect Respect, will be extended…

For you, Mum — My heart is numb and oh-so grey since the day my mum passed away Gone too my will to write Pray this prittle* sets things right I’ve not published anything for three weeks — not since the day my mum passed away — not since the time when, from somewhere…