I like to write and want to get better.
Always appreciate comments for advice and pointers.
When first I entered, safe and complacent I walked. Though chased by my own perfect image I did not quicken my step. I am in control.
By R F K9 days ago in Poets
Buzz Buzz. It was a beautiful spring morning and Jason was playing his favourite candy mobile game on an old armchair when he recieved a text from his girlfriend Donna. They are coming for you. Leave now.
By R F K18 days ago in Fiction
Erde, my love, we will see each other soon Count the minutes until this sun's kiss passes the moon Let the dark move on and know
By R F K21 days ago in Poets
Premise "Project 305" follows the hire of the new HR representative Lydia Brookes into Project 305, a failing endeavor. Project 305 is top secret and what the project is/does is never revealed to Lydia or the audience. All Lydia knows is that the project has been running for 20 years (5 years over schedule) and £5 million over budget. Lydia was hired by her ambitious but clueless boss (Darren) and it's Lydia's job to change the 'culture' of the project team to prevent the project from being shut down. Although this series is set in 2024, all the technology used is from the early 2000s or paper-based which is juxtaposed to random items in use which are the state of the art. E.g. the printer is from 2010 which always breaks down whilst the toilets are the latest Japanese model.
By R F K11 months ago in Humor
Don't look away, Not this time! I have to stay focused! Only, Sensations surround me, Ingulfing my mind Taunting and Teasing and
By R F K11 months ago in Poets
Drum. Drum. Dishonest deep-sea degenerates dread Dutchman's drums. Disquieted depths demand degenerate dues. Drum. Drum.
By R F Kabout a year ago in Poets
When you go to the toilet to pee, It all ends up in the rivers and sea. Now recycling's great, I’ve got nothing to hate,
“Dang it Eve, I’ve lost my keys, I searched up high and on my knees!” “Have you checked the door?” “Yes, I swear, and more!”
Ben's drill slipped accidentally, Into a dark, mysterious pool of chemistry. The ancient creature goo lagoon, Made Ben a wealthy oil tycoon.
Time’s lost treasure trove, Memories encased in stone, Awaiting release.
Tick tock goes the clock. With woven hands she dances, for a time, by me.
Diversity holds the key to innovation, To unlock the advancement of invention. To view an object in 3D you need not object and see,