Lillian Bradbury

Lillian Bradbury

The Virus

Was a gathering of writers who celebrated aplenty.They were huddled round lap-tops… minus a much-needed diplomaDue to a virus pandemic called Covid Corona.They shared lots of stories of how they pulled throughHere’s one from a writer from her point of…

The Sculptor

I wait for the darkness, the deafening rumble as the last stone is rolled into place. Although my eyes are wide with fear they see no more. I hear the beating in my chest pounding through my ears. I taste…

Man’s Folly

Man’s Folly He left me here. He is all I have ever known: my protector my confidante.I travelled with him. We became close; he took risks, said I was worth it.Then without a second thought I was cast aside when…

Sweet Talk

A woman enjoys chocolate

Tastebuds are tingling with flavours on tongueAnd mouth-watering nectar swills round.Salivating juices already begunAs melliferous ambrosials are found. Caramels, butterscotch, Turkish Delights,Fondants and icing on cakes,A gratifying pleasure, a nectariferous of measure,A passion one never need fake. Grand summer puddings,…

I only went in for a lipstick

A woman applies lipstick

I Only Went in for a Lipstick I only went in for a lipstick,To replace my pearly pink stub.The assistant peered closer and closerAnd suggested an exfoliating rub. Then examining me even closerAnd holding her mirror up highShe asked, ‘Had…