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Coffee and Biscuits
It had begun. The obsession. Less than two weeks of consistent conversation, earnest questions and giggly exchanges and I was lost. I didn’t stand a chance against his folds, so plush and inviting were they that before I could think I had sipped on him. He smelled like strength, magic and beauty. I wanted to…
Grandma Smith
I’d like to meet the author of the beauty moles under my mothers eyes, The one from whom she inherited her sweetness, her grace and laugh lines I’d have all sorts of questions Like did romantic movies make you cry? And how did you live through the 50s with all that patriarchy and male pride? Grandma,…
Dayo’s Djinn
So, there’s a writing room/group that I’m part of on Clubhouse, and each week the moderator gives us some images which we can use as a writing prompt. This was the image I picked last week: The following is the story I began based on this image. It doesn’t exactly match with the scenery, but…
The Compass 🧭
What are we doing with our time? I often think about how much time we spend thinking about doing things, instead of doing them. It’s normal to procrastinate and have moments where we feel demotivated and unable to move forward- but it’s important that we do. I wrote this poem, because I too was feeling…
Listen to the most recent episode of my podcast: A New Love https://anchor.fm/adenike-ponle/episodes/A-New-Love-ep7kqh New podcast poem ❤️
Cloud Child 🤍
We will all be just fine. 🤍
Good vibrations
So, it’s dayyy whatever of lockdown. How have I used the time? Why I’ve written of course, I’ve been in a deep state of expression and creativity and it’s been so refreshing. I’ve gained some invaluable insight into writing and the road to becoming an author, and I feel even more committed to realising my…
Good afternoon musers,
I am currently searching for something new to read (which translates to me browsing through kindle unlimited on my kindle). The last thing I read which I really enjoyed was Winston Graham’s Poldark series. I thought he painted a very vivid picture of Cornwall and sharply outlined the conditions of poor Cornish folk, which felt…
A New Year
I’m not really sure where to begin to be honest. I suppose I’ve found myself here because it is time that I actively put my love of writing, reading, and literary creativity into something useful. I finished my MA in English Literature towards the end of 2018 and since then I’ve felt directionless. I find…
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