Category: WRITING

Once Upon a Time

Once Upon a Time  25102011
Once upon a time there lived a youngish man by the name of Cyril.
Cyril was quite shy so he spent much of his time alone in his room, fiddling about with his weblog. It was about spiders. And mushrooms. And quantum physics.
Outside Cyril’s bedroom window there lived a grand oldish tree, who often watched Cyril at his work. Sometimes they talked. About spiders. And mushrooms. And quantum physics.
It was a very successful relationship and they both lived as happily ever after as one could hope, notwithstanding the occasional mishap.

Image and text © Ashley Lily Scarlett 2011

Two Feet

Two Feet (2011) Ashley Lily Scarlett

Two Feet (2011)
Ashley Lily Scarlett

The Story

I placed a lighted tea lite candle in a small but chunky glass holder on a wobbly liitle shelfy thing.

Sometime later I knocked said wobbly little shelfy thing and the small but chunky glass holder and the lighted tea lite candle flew into the right lens of my spectacles, splashing it with wax before a ricochet to the dolly below, dashing off both her feet with one blow.

I thought I’d take the feet for a walk in the garden before sticking them back on.

The End


Delight 2012

Delight (2012)
Ashley Lily Scarlett

He bites her neck.

She bites his lower lip.

He kisses the end of her nose.

She kisses the tip of his chin.

He kisses her right shoulder.

She kisses his left knee.

He kisses her fingertips.

She kisses the palm of his hand.

He kisses her left buttock.

She kisses his left thigh.

He kisses both her eyes.

She kisses both his nipples.

He kisses under her arms.

She kisses behind his ears.

He kisses her hair.

She kisses his toes.

He kisses her elbow.

She kisses the crook of his arm.

He kisses her mouth.

She kisses his mouth.

They shut their eyes.

Ashley Lily Scarlett , 1995


Here I go, faster and faster since sometime in the middle of yesterday.
My breathing is faster and my mind says:
Have a cigarette have a cup of coffee bring in the bookcase you found in the street and take its wheels off and put it on top of your chest of drawers but remove the dvds and books first and have you eaten yet today but who cares because I’m not hungry and there are photos to edit and posts to make and blogs to visit and comments to leave and a letter to write to Avis and where is Wolfie and when can I visit Elaine and perhaps I could paint my fingernails or make the bed and I enjoyed ’21 Grams’ last night and I need to watch it again but I haven’t read much lately and there are unfinished books and new cognitive behavioural print outs to read and act upon and online help with social phobia to try to access and well, yesterday I went to the mall without difficulty and saw my psychologist and went to the green grocers and the op shop where I found another book, a German author, and helped a lady find her doctor’s office and no I didn’t walk home after all but caught the bus and stayed up late sending emails and watching three movies and woke up at midday and went to the chemist and bought chupa chups to share and 3 tetra paks of soy milk on special at the supermarket and talked with a friend I saw who’s unhappy in his job and