They say that I’m fluent in gin.
(Which some may think, is a sin).
I care not a jot.
Just measure the shot.
Raising glass and saying, chin-chin.
I savour each botanical skin,
and cradle my juniper grin.
For each merry sip,
removes trouble’s grip,
… *hic!*
By Sarah © 2025
Sammi Scribbles, Weekend Writing Prompt: fluent (47 words)
Morning rises in a pale hush,
lifting the edges of the room.
Colours wake, streaking the skyline.
I sit by the window,
letting first light
settle across my hands.
Birds offer brief, uncertain notes.
Testing the day’s shape.
Kangaroos hurry past,
bounding steady and unannounced.
Inviting me to begin.
I welcome the unfolding
…and begin typing
By Sarah © 2025
Sammi Scribbles, Weekend Writing Prompt: keyboard (58 words*)
*includes title
Blue is…
Whispers before dawn.
A morning iris,
farewelling night.
Sea-glass dreams
leaving a silent harbour.
Memory’s tide.
Far-away songs beating
against winter windows;
stopped by frosted panes.
Unmoored thoughts,
smoking trails
through my mind.
Of bruised fruit.
Of distance.
Of waiting.
Words unspoken
on ink-stained fingers.
Left in unfinished letters.
Storm’s skyline holding breath.
Horizon drift.
Mourning doves’ coo
on moth-wing’s quiet.
Bringing twilight
against the polished steel
of my last goodbye…
By Sarah © 2025
Sammi Scribbles, Weekend Writing Prompt: cerulean (73 words)
In 2025, I once again participated in Sammi’s “13 Days of Samhain.
As always, Sammi provided some spooky-licious prompts and I have collated all my responses below…
Day 1 – haiku 20.10
Day 2 – tanka 21.10
Day 3 – Things that stir at night (a list poem)
Day 4 – The Ferryman
Day 5 – To Hell in a Handbasket
Day 6 – Is There Anybody There?
Day 7 – haiku 26.10
Day 8 – A grave sin (tanka)
Day 9 – Crossroads
Day 10 – Forewarned is forearmed
Day 11 – Be-Witched
Day 12 – The Wild Hunt
Day 13 – haiku 1.11
Sammi Scribbles: 13 Days of Samhain, Vol. 6
day of reckoning
shadows tally what was done
reckoning the day
By Sarah ©2025
Sammi Scribbles: 13 Days of Samhain, Vol. 6 – Day 13
By Sarah 