Author Archives: Tetiana Aleksina

Doggerel

I was licking it like a kitten licks its fur.
I was combing and coaxing it ‘purr… purr…’
It snorted at me and ran away to online.
My disheveled doggerel with the waggly last line…

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015

a Little-Heart of Yellow-Fluff

Your rattle can plunge in doubt
the wisest men.
You dance barefoot…
I stare like a full moron.

You’re on tip-toe into darkness.
I’m behind you
in semi-consciousness
with a falling IQ.

You exhale the sweetest dope.
I’m a pillhead.
I cannot cope.
I’m unwarranted. I’m mad.

When my poor heart gets tired
and becomes planetary,
I’ll get plastered
and lodge in my chest you, my silly canary.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015

My special thanks to Tony Single
for his soft treads on this one.

GUEST POST // A Little-Ball Of Yellow-Fluff by Field of thorns

A Little-Ball
Of Yellow-Fluff
Influenced by
An unknown breeze
It glides across the sky
In search of
Hope and Faith —
While Watchers-Watch
In total dismay
The Yellow-Fluff
Heads on its way
Turning-Heads
As it goes
Hoping they
Will watch the show

by FIELD OF THORNS
© All rights reserved 2015

Oops!… We Did It Again (Culling)

Erm… hullo there. (This is rather awkward…)

Dear Reader, the stuff that was originally posted here has been removed.

We have done this because said stuff has since been included in one of our published books. We hope you’ll believe us when we say we’re not trying to be stingy. No, this has been done to honour the people who have already spent their hard-earned money on our eBook creations.*

If, however, for some reason you’re unable to buy one of our books, and feel you’ll die without seeing this piece of writing, then please contact us via admin@unbolt.me. We won’t allow our Dear Readers to fade away in the dark. We’ll send you the piece in question, and it will be absolutely free. All you need do is ask.

* Of course, we would be like two happy puppies if you too decided to buy one of our books.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2015-2018

GUEST POST // My Forest by Purple Creature

Walking in my forest, huge trees are blocking the light,
I am walking, and now cannot see.
I hear creatures stirring on the forest floor,
Crawling over my feet, hissing in my ear, they are all around me,
I fucking fear…

My heart is racing, my fear is growing,
I want to run, so fast, I can’t think straight,
I want to leave this God forsaken place, as fast as I can.
I am alone, I am bruised and battered, I cannot win this fight.
I have done this to myself, for I have walked into the forest willingly,
Knowing what the forest beholds…

Ego… self-righteousness, false confidence,
call it what the Fuck you want,
I am here now, me, in the darkness, in the forest…
Dealing with it… badly.
More creatures, of all shapes and sizes are coming out.
Noises are getting louder, hisses, are getting louder…
The forest is alive I realize, a breathing, living being of blackness,
Tears are its food, Fear is its oxygen.

Then, in the distance, I see a faint light, fluttering in the forest.
It’s waiting for me, calling for me, like a beacon in the night…
Has it always been here… Have I just been blinded by my despair,
That I haven’t seen what has been in front of me, all this time…
I concentrate on the light, and follow it through the forest,
ignoring all else…
It’s just me and the light…
Before I know it, I am out of the forest and into the light,
with cascading waterfalls,
And beautiful flowers and colors everywhere…

The light, I realized, is the most beautiful, colorful, exotic,
butterfly I have ever seen,
The butterfly gazed at me one last time, smiled, winked at me,
and flew away, into the sky.

A single tear formed in my eye, and over flowed down my cheek.
Thank you, sweet butterfly,
For waiting for me,
For staying with me,
For guiding me out of my despair… out of my forest.

by PURPLE CREATURE
© All rights reserved 2015