The Taking
We knew the soldiers were coming
Hid in our beds, no one to protect us
Goods on the shelf waiting to be stolen
Before, that day, we had lessons
Cursed algebra, embraced Shakespeare
Explored China, played tag outside
Fell out, made up, ate lunch together
Made apple pie, but not custard
Remembered the gender of French nouns
Now we are herded, our worth in flesh
We learn knots we can’t untie
How to stay still and hope they do not come
We wait to be rescued, damsels
In distress, hair out for climbers
Life asleep in the stomach of a wolf
beckydeans 
Good to see you’re writing and editing. Keep it up!
Thank you for your support. I can’t remember writing this. Just need to trick myself into writing prose!
Oh, that’s where I’m going wrong. I didn’t realise you could trick yourself into it – I thought you just had to keep trying hard…
You know what. I’m going to try the trying hard approach now and see what happens.
If you have any more success than me, let me know, won’t you?
I just finished a short story. First time since 2000 I reckon. Music helped. Work out the soundtrack to your story! I retweeted a very good blog on this this evening.
Well, I am interested in that blog, but I can’t see where you RTed it. (Oh, yes, and well done on completing the short story!)
http://talesofyesterday.co.uk/2014/12/ukya-songs-influence-books/ 🙂
Finally got around to reading it. (I’ve spent the last couple of days preparing and rehearsing an important speech to be given at Sheffield Speakers Club last night, so I was a bit distracted). Useful though it was, it actually provided more of an indirect reminder to dig out a CD I’ve got of The Planet Suite – I’ve written some of my best stuff while listening to that. Thanks for pushing me in the right direction.
Ooo. We love the Planets here. My five year old listens to it while he goes to sleep. And so much variety in seven movemets. Enjoy. Hope now your speech is finished, you can crack on with the writing.