Hello

I am a writer. My favorite forms of literal expression are fiction and poetry (which I call lyric fiction), though I have written non-fiction pieces. I’m writing this blog in support of a proofreading and editing website – http://www.waetc.com – where I work processing copy. For the past twenty years or so I have worked with students and members of a sports organization, Denver Highlanders RFC, generating cover letters, resumes, and also creating newsletters. I like to think of the cover letters and resumes that I’ve written as non-fiction, and the newsletters that I’ve authored as a mix of fact and fantasy with the edges of each form of writing overlapping and blurring clearly.
I have two passions: my family, Claire, Geordie, and Candace; and rugby (Union not League!). As this is my initial attempt at blogging, I’ll commit to weekly submissions, but that interval may change as things develop.
What follows is verse I wrote for my daughter, Claire.

The Bears of Claire

Where’re you off to Bears of Claire?
I can’t find you anywhere.
I’ve looked here and I’ve looked there.
I think I’ll look behind the chair!


Sometimes my Bears play tricks on me
And sometimes Bears I cannot see
So then, you know, my task is such
To find those Bears I love so much!

If I were Bears, where would I hide?
Hmmmm … in the closet, deep inside?
Beneath my shoes, behind my clothes?
No Bears are here, that dim space shows.

I’ve searched the house, to no avail
On top of things, under that pail.
I’ve searched for Bears both far and wide
I think I’ll go and look outside.

What’s that right there – Oh! Can it be?
My Bears of Claire come back to me?
A furry paw juts from that tree
Hiding Serge and Truck and Emily!

We hug and kiss so tenderly
And then appear in front of me
Amaya, Maya I can see
And Emily’s sidekick, tiny Lee

My Bears of Claire are back with me
My heart and soul are filled with glee
It feels so good, for can’t you see?
These Bears, they are my family!


Cheers,
BD