Photos by Sarah, Thursday Doors

Cotton Club

Welcoming in 2016, we stepped back in time at the remarkable nightspot ‘The Cotton Club’ at State of Grace. We saw in the New Year, living a night of luxury among the sophisticated scene of the 1920’s.

Prompt: Norm 2.0, Thursday Doors – September 21, 2017

Stories by Sarah

Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time, a girl opened a book, and began reading, ‘Once upon a time, a girl opened a book, and began reading’, “Once upon a time a girl…”

By Sarah ©2017


Prompt: Sammi Cox, A Month Of Mini Writing Challenges, Day 21
Task:Write a story in 25 words or less about a book.

Haibun, Poetry by Sarah


Prompt: Sammi Cox, A Month Of Mini Writing Challenges, Day 20
Task: Write a poem in under 20 lines inspired by a myth, legend or fairy tale.

By Sarah

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The warm honey glow of the late afternoon sun, was a contrast to the prickling cool of the mountain air on her skin. She climbed to her vantage point, high above the valleys. The ‘T-tree’ had been formed one night when Zeus’ lightning bolt had cleaved it in two – destroying the wine-red leaves of Autumn. The remaining limbs had sagged and sighed their defeat, for it was Winter now and the cornucopia were full for the cold months ahead. It was from here she loved to watch over the world below. The mountain goats were drawn here also and she liked to imagine it was because they were summoned by her power; taking their place beside her in the stars.

nourishing earth’s child
Amaltheia; Capricorn;
goat goddess endures.

By Sarah ©2017

Author’s note: In Greek mythology, Amaltheia is the she-goat Goddess who nourished Zeus as an…

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Haibun, Poetry by Sarah

The Larrikin

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Unexpectedly you fly in. A true Aussie larrikin*, bursting into the party. Your costume for the festivities is brown and white, peppered with accessories of brilliant blue. You want to be seen, but not necessarily stand out. Your watchful gaze misses nothing; hawk-like eyes alert and piercing, scanning the room. You may be waiting for a friend. Or maybe, you are the friend they are waiting for. Suddenly you throw back your head and a peel of laughter erupts. A chuckling, joyful sound that makes us stop in our tracks, turn and see what is so funny. But before you can answer, you leave as suddenly as you arrived, already looking for the next party to crash.

Majestic bird perched
on branch, you witness the world
gifting us your song

By Sarah ©2017

* larrikin (Australian/NZ slang) – a person with apparent disregard for convention; a maverick.

Author’s note: The Laughing Kookaburra is instantly recognisable in both plumage and voice. It is generally off-white below, faintly barred with dark brown, and brown on the back and wings. The tail is more rufous, broadly barred with black. There is a conspicuous dark brown eye-stripe through the face. It is one of the larger members of the kingfisher family and is native to Australia.

Source: Birds in backyards

Prompt: Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge, #51 – gift and song

Photos by Sarah, Tuesday Photo Challenge


The V-Wall at Nambucca Heads, NSW is famous for its diversity of artistic graffiti. It has become a significant tourist attraction. There are now hundreds of artworks within a stretch of about 500 metres. Every day many visitors come especially to inspect the stone gallery.

Image credits By Sarah ©2017

Prompt: Dutch Goes The Photo, Tuesday Photo Challenge, Week 75 – Stones

Scribblings by Sarah

Belgrave Emporium

It’s the morning after my brother’s wedding and we are feeling a little…seedy, at best. After a wholesome recovery breakfast of bacon and eggs, my husband and I take a wander down the Main Street of Belgrave, a tiny outer suburb of Melbourne, in the Dandenong Ranges. I notice a shop I didn’t see before: Belgrave Emporium. 

“Let’s go in!” I plead with my husband.

As it turns out, Belgrave Emporium is a exciting retail space in the heart of the little village. As we wander and browse, I am struck by the eclectic mix of wares on sale.

I mention to my husband that it seems as though this is not just one store, but many stores. And it turns out I’m right.

Belgrave Emporium indeed, houses seventy hand picked boutique stalls, ranging from vintage clothing, handmade accessories by local jewellers, artisan home wares, quirky art and prints, and much more.

We ended up spending an hour (and a fortune in the store), and with so much to look at, our hangover woes were soon forgotten. I highly recommend a stop in if you’re ever in the area!

By Sarah ©2017

Prompt: Sammi Cox, A Month Of Mini Writing Challenges, Day 19
Task: You’re on your way to work and a new, strange-looking shop has opened over night. You are drawn to it and go in but what – or who – is inside? Tell us in less than 100 words.

Scribblings by Sarah

The Shopping List

My husband does not like doing the shopping with me.

It’s not that he doesn’t appreciate my company or the help. It’s the fact that when I go with him, our shop is typically $50 more than usual. 

This is because I am a sucker. I’m one of those people who sees ‘half price‘ or ‘two for the price of one‘ and am instantly reeled in. Hypnotised by the promise of something special that will save me money!

Nevermind, that I don’t particularly have a use for a double ended head torch (let alone two!); or that it will take us a year to get through the 18 rolls of paper towel for $8. I just see stuff and have to have it.

My husband suggests writing a shopping list, which is what we did today.

It didn’t help. Sometimes, you just have to put it down to an irritating quirk; a trial of being married to someone like me…

By Sarah ©2017

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Prompt: Sammi Cox, A Month Of Mini Writing Challenges, Day 18
Task: The prompt is “shopping list”. The format and length are your choice.

Free Verse, Poetry by Sarah, Scribblings by Sarah

My Anxious Brain

My anxious brain plagues me.
Sucking joy from life.
No words of logic can pacify
When it goes off tap and
Swings into panic mode.

There it goes –
The ‘tub-thump’ of my heart.
A spray of adrenalin.
My stomach drops to my knees.
The abject, soul-plummeting terror
Of ruminating thoughts consume me.

I am paralysed with fear.

Oh yes.

Anxiety is a spry being;
Just waiting for opportunity
To take hold once more.

But oh, I wish it would forget.
I wish that it had no memory,
In my being.
I wish to be free from its grasp.

Imagine what that would be like…

By Sarah ©2017

Prompt: The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #317, Words: forget, tap, sucks, swings, spray, plague, imagine, tub, word, no, thump, spry

Scribblings by Sarah, Stories by Sarah

Sea Break

The sand squishes beneath my toes. I feel the warmth of each grain. I inhale deeply and, simultaneously both smell and taste the salty air. I stretch my arms above my head and listen to the small waves lap against the shoreline. 

I open my eyes; sigh at the recreated memory, and get back to work.

By Sarah ©2017

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Prompt: Sammi Cox, A Month Of Mini Writing Challenges, Day 17; Daily Post Daily Prompt, recreate
Task: Write a 50 word story on the theme of memory.

Stories by Sarah

Due Diligence

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The policemen lined the streets, fully kitted up in riot gear. The sun beat down on the officers, who were diligently waiting; sweating profusely under their heavy protective clothing. Anticipation filled the air and a small crowd of rubberneckers* had gathered.

The motorcade was late. 

Two officers, broke formation to see about the delay. Anticipation turned to disbelief as the two investigating officers informed their peers he had never left the house.

Intelligence had been wrong – the attack wasn’t to take place in the car, but in the cat. As he’d patted his beloved pet, the bomb had exploded them both…

By Sarah ©2017

* rubbernecker (noun) – an overly inquisitive person

Prompt: Bikurgurl, 100 Word Wednesday, Week 36

Free Verse, Poetry by Sarah


In the beginning my heart was brave.
She asked “Is there anyone out there who will
love me ’til the end?”

An echo replied, “I will love you for a little while,
But I cannot promise eternity

Eventually, when my heart was cleaved in two.
She asked, “Will anyone love me,
when I am so  broken?”

The echo replied, “Nay.”

My heart realised that first,
she must love herself.
She put out the call, one last time.
“Is there anyone who will love me,
Just as I am?

This time, the echo, 
Was an echo of her own words.
At last! My heart had found you.

And we both realised,
We had been looking 
For each other all along.

By Sarah ©2017

Dedicated to my husband Darrell, on this, our fourth wedding anniversary.

Prompt: Sammi Cox, A Month Of Mini Writing Challenges, Day 16; Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Saturday Mix, Opposing Forces – 16 September 2017
Task: Write a poem on the theme of “echo”. Any length.

Free Verse, Poetry by Sarah

No Tea Today

“Well, I didn’t want tea anyway.” 

and no, I don’t, want you to stay.

Please, will you just go away!

Leave me to wallow in my way.

(That’s what I do, when my mood is grey)

It’s best to keep yourself at bay,

Lest that I should make you pay.

Well-meaning helpers make good prey;

A target at which to aim my spray!

The best of intentions cannot sway,

What heaviness upon my shoulders weigh.

Instead, I’ll  wait for sunshine’s ray,

To lead this present bleakness astray.

But for now…Come what may.

By Sarah ©2017

Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, First Line Friday – September 15th 2017


Saturday Mix – Opposing Forces, 16 September 2017

This week’s challenge!

Mindlovemisery's Menagerie

Welcome to the Saturday Mix,16 September 2017!

This week we are dipping our toes into the pool of OPPOSITES. Our challenge is all about “opposing forces” and the use of antithesis in our writing. You will need to use the two opposing words in your response – which can be poetry or prose.

Since it is our first ‘Opposing Forces’ challenge, our words this week are:

– first and last

– beginning and end

You may be asking yourself, How can I use antithetical statements in my writing?
Luckily, Kat from Literary Devices has some examples for you.

Common Antithesis Examples
Some famous antithetical statements have become part of our everyday speech and are frequently used in arguments and discussions. Below is the list of some antithetical statements:

You are easy on the eyes, but hard on the heart.
Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.
Love is…

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Stories by Sarah

In Miniature

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He knew he’d seen something

As he pulled out his magnifying glass, and examined the sparkler more closely, he saw it again.

A world in miniature; and people with tiny hands waving, shimmering light; as they screamed, “Stop! You’re killing us!”

By Sarah ©2017

Prompt: Only 100 Words, Three Line Tales – Week 85

Haibun, Poetry by Sarah


A hole has been burrowed into my core, and I have been scooped out. Damaged and broken, I cannot be whole. Surely, my heart will die, in those briefest moments, between dream and reality, when I become aware I am lost, and that I will never be again. Like smoke curling skyward, I slip through my desperately grasping fingers. I clutch at wisps of me, for this is all I have now.

in murky waters
malevolent fingers tear
unseen misery 

By Sarah ©2017

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Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille, September 13th 2017 – despair

Scribblings by Sarah, Stories by Sarah


“What a an eventful year it’s been,” Linda exclaimed to her husband Frank, as they waited for the New Year’s Eve fireworks to begin.

“Agreed.” Frank replied, in Frank’s way.

“We’ve seen the 1st Mars landing; Fidel Castro become the President of Cuba; and the 8.2 magnitude Tangshan Earthquake, claim the largest loss of life from an earthquake in the 20th century. What a mixed bag!”

“Agreed.” Frank replied.

“But I don’t know about this Steve Wozniak and Steve Jobs founding some ‘Apple’ Computer company in a garage! I can’t see that going anywhere!” Linda scoffed.

“Agreed.” Frank replied….

By Sarah ©2017

Prompt: Sammi Cox, A Month Of Mini Writing Challenges, Day 15
Task: Write a 50 word story set in the year you were born. You don’t have to declare what year that was 😉