Below is a poem and is an example of some of the creative work
we do within our group. Hope you enjoy it.

Darkness
by Terry McLafferty

Bonfires and witches and black leather britches
Brooms made of branches and straw
Harsh manics cackle in black coloured tackle
While dervishes dart out the door

The moon is now gone, and the sun long since shone
It’s the hour of goblins and ghosts
And green slimy creatures with dark scary features
And heads hung to dry on sharp posts

Vampire bats sucking blood from black rats
The ground now all sticky and red
With caws and with screeches, and millions of leeches
This night be the night of the dead

Alone by a grave sits a petrified knave
Scared his life would now come to an end
For November 5 may not see him alive
In this garden, of the dead, that he tends

But then just as fast the darkness can’t last
As light of the dawn in the East
Strikes a body that walks on the night of Guy Fawkes
One more year it must wait for its feast

In the darkness lies hidden all that which is forbidden
Only waking one night of the year
And All Hallowes Eve, for those who believe
Is the night that they tremble with fear

10th Nov 10
Present with eager anticipation.
Mandy B Terry M. Wendy Helene Cath David R, Jo B.

News Items
Terry has tentatively booked us for our Christmas Lunch at the Black and White on Island Point Road for 12.30pm on the 2nd Dec which is a Thursday.
Jo was back with us she is still not too well but it was lovely to see her again.
Helene complete with arm in plaster joined us today.
Illness is no excuse not to come but if you have a doctors note we accept it.

Brags of the Day
Mandy had an epiphany and is eight chapters into her new novel. Really enjoying writing this much more than a romance.

David did a poem about Terry and his birthday it was so funny and we all enjoyed it.

Terry went to Canberra and saw the De Vinci exhibition and he says it was absolutely fantastic and well worth seeing. It was in the Commonwealth Park in a marque.

Jo has not got a brag except she was here. She has information on some competition for when you fail and what they sent her. A lot of info about the area the competition was held in. She didn't think the comments by the judges were relevant to her story so was under the impression they had not read the story.

Cath brought a book of poems from Adam Lindsey Gorden. The book was over a hundred years old. She also had several old books belonging to her father all very interesting.

Helene told us about the Ebook that she got for her birthday it is so small and really good we all want one they are so good.

Wendy knows how to download cds and puts them on to I pods. OOH you are clever Wendy…




Word of the Day.

David R. Ephemeral means lasting for a very short time. Transient short lived temporary
Heterogeneous. Diverse in character or content. Or Varied.
Terry. Peccadillo a small sin or fault.
Jo. Mawkish. Sickly sentimental.
Taw. Is a marble game or a large marble. to make into white leather for gloves.
Plebeian. Commonplace. Something vulgar or a member of the lower classes.
Cathy. Chiasmus A contrast by parallelism we have no idea what this means any one know???
Wendy. Demotic Pertaining to common people popular.
Brumal. Of Winter.

Homework.
Mandy flew around with Tiches and Witches a story for children.
Dave wrote about Bonfires and Witches. A poem with some gory details.
Terry. Darkness. A poem about witches and Halloween. Terry will put it on the blog as we all enjoyed it.
Cathy. Halloween. A short story. Brought memories back of our childhood at Halloween.
Helene. Guy Forks. A Poem.
Wendt. The Witches Lament. A poem about Halloween. Funny and great.
The Exercise was words.
Homework. I always knew....
Everyone enjoy doing your homework.