Chris Andrews

Greasy men
Climbing a greasy pole
The pole-litical
#haiku #poetry

Night frenzy
Teeth sinking
Blood oozing
Hunger satisfied
#writing #poetry #halloween

Yes. ‘Ch’ is not just for Christmas, it’s also for Michael’s Chocolate cake. 🍰

The Rose Field with Philip Pullman Join Philip Pullman and Michael Rosen in conversation about storytelling and The Rose Field.

Next Friday, I'll be interviewing Philip Pullman about his new book.
www.gold.ac.uk/calendar/?id...

The Darkness was the skin,
Nebraska was the inners. 🎶❤️
Looking forward to the film #delivermefromnowhere later tonight. Maybe a cinema hotdog 🌭.

If you could do anything tomorrow what would you be doing ?
#writing #creative

Getting Through It

Next appearances on my 'Getting Through It' tour are here, Northampton, Halifax, Oxford, Edinburgh, Mold (Wales), Liverpool. Booking links are live:
www.michaelrosen.co.uk/shows/

Booked for Liverpool 😊

Under the howls of wolves
The boys were born
Violently tearing the breach
Turning birth into morn
A strange grief of celebration #poetry #writing

YouTube video by BruceSpringsteenVEVO Bruce Springsteen - Nebraska '82: Expanded Edition Trailer

"I’ve written a lot of other narrative records, but there's just something about that batch of songs on 'Nebraska' that holds some sort of magic." –Bruce Springsteen

Pre-order "Nebraska '82: Expanded Edition: brucespringsteen.lnk.to/Nebraska82EE

Remembering the late great GENE WILDER - who left us 9yrs ago today.

It's not the senseless killing,
I’m well versed to the ills of man
My horror is the willingness of men to grow flowers
Over the pungent smell of mass death.

#vss365 #pungent

Bombs to fall
Bullets to fly
Here Today,
more tomorrow.

As the sun falls
And the moon arrives
The wicked will sleep

#poetry #writing

The pummels taken
The skips to pounding leaps,
The pulls, leading us towards others The breaks in its rhythm
The rush in blind chance

Today’s coffee
Stirs at the reminiscence of a heart’s most youthful bass
Overcome in remembrance at my chances to feel it all.
#poetry #vss365

I am now your witch,
so #pummel me with stones,
drown me in the water,
burn me at the pyre,
hang me at noon;

Whatever it takes
to soothe you,
whatever it takes
for you to feel better-
for you are my
narcissist
and it’s all about
you,
after all

#vss365 #poetry

Books and their seeds
Tools of hidden potential
We encourage curious fingers
By the turning of old and new paper
Reading a Pixies adventure
Magic dust, helping roots to grow

All the words
Written on trees
The art, inspired by colourful leaves
All began within a seed

#vss365 #pixie #poetry

#vss365 #pixie #poem #poetry #poetrycommunity #write #writing #writingcommunity #gorhyme

The first time Charlie Chaplin used his voice in a film, he wielded it to forcefully condemn the rising forces of fascism around the globe. Will we listen to his words today?

Breaks the spirit, seeing all these angels with broken wings.
Broke, broke, broke…broke.
The fire tempts, the fire takes,
first flight or not.

#vss365 #wings

The dragon flapped its #wings and toppled several of the players’ characters, but not Kluhm. Rory had fought dragons before with his other characters and knew to anticipate such attacks.

Launching spells from afar, Kluhm did not fall victim to the wily, ancient beast.

Not this time.

#vss365

With pointy hats and mystical fingers
Holding wands with spell bounding books
All the wizards and witches called upon
met on Caine's summit
Calling for one’s judgment.
#vss365 #mystical #writing

Cover for ‘Revels End’, a story very much in the vein of Terry Pratchett’s Discworld.

In just over a week, I’m going to start posting the next story in my series inspired by Terry Pratchett and Discworld.

I’m not big on promoting myself, it feels like I’m imposing, but I’m so happy with these stories, I’ll be plugging every chapter on here. Sorry if it annoys. 😬

“Revels End” - Soon

Puddles of rain fall
Oiled by old industry
The splashing rainbows 🌈
#vss365 #rainbow

The tears
The laughter
It doesn’t matter
Its all now part of the river
Time endlessly flowing
Shaped with or without you

#vss365 #poetry

Turn, turn
Around and around I go
My death and comfort,
all the wrappings of the spider’s silk

#vss365 #spider

Some Festive mischief
Surprise, a secret present
Pranked you all year
#vss365 #prank #haiku

The thinning of the veils
Has the powerful far from noble
Exposed
Rotted to the core
Has us guessing
Have we all been pranked

#vss365 #prank

Child cries for lost grace
A oven warm brownie
Sweetens the fail
#vss365 #brownie #haiku #poetrycommunity