(For those on my Instagram, you might see me posting a lot of digitally 'rejuvenated' images at the moment as I approach the big 25, along with quotes or references to old stories I've written that I'm fond of. Despite being a favourite character of sorts, this fella never had a proper story, so I … Continue reading “Pandapa”, the Sock Panda: #25yearsonearth
Warning: Contains Adult Content. Janet gave thanks to the Wolf as she took another deep drag. It was a miracle, it seemed to her, that the Wolf had been able to make any spliffs at all out of the grimy wasteland they had to call home, yet she had been able to do that, and … Continue reading FUNCTION II – Introduction
With fluctuating self-esteem, resting can be like confectionary. Recharging is like sugar, making you warm inside, calm about the future and its plans and in the moments of meditation. Then with all rises comes crashes. You become fidgety. Conscious that people might think you've given up trying or can't do as much as you used … Continue reading ‘Rest’ (The Other Mr. Whitfield)
(Personal) We were atop Dartmoor five years ago now, in dryer if not more spectacular conditions. Not that it mattered: what was important was the rolling of round stones under our feet and the steady warmth emerging in our clasped hands. Togetherness felt effortless then. We were at the stage, then, where we could answer … Continue reading The Other Mr. Whitfield: Heal
I wanted to give up the ghost But the ghost left first. Now I'm left in transit In the portholes where I still fit. Sometimes I slip from out of the mist Into some sweet personified verse. Others I'm drifting amongst the Helm And the figurehead which I yearn.
Hi there everyone, What a year. Life, physically and creatively, has continued to relentlessly surprise and challenge. I've met some amazing people in the process, both online and in-person; everlasting thanks goes to you who follow me on this site, as many of you are consistently reading and liking my bizarre writings and drawings, and … Continue reading Jak Whitfield Creative in 2018
Hello again. I found some more poems from my Records I missed, so here they are from little bites of pleasure. The last in this list has since been converted from a written to musically backed poem (a song, if you're being generous), which you can hear on the Soundcloud link below to my Dude … Continue reading Poem Bank 15/12/17
I've had a couple of visiopoems banked on my device which need to be exhibited for reading pleasure, but also to make room on said device. These have been available on my Instagram for a while but I do keep meaning to put them here for sake of equity! Enjoy. More writing coming soon. x
More to come.
Geoff was sure this was the end. He was now being stolen away with a rogue team of robotics, which had been a delirious and unaware decision, having only just come into consciousness. Behind them, no doubt, was a team of expert robotic assassins. He was their bartering chip, though somehow he thought his value … Continue reading Nanowrimo ‘17: Race (to the end…)