Some people on Twitter just cannot contain themselves to 140 characters. Here's a selection of some of their writings from their own blogs. Like Twitter, it's a mash up of the deeply personal to highly whimsical, with some great creative & visual art thrown in as well. Hope you enjoy it.

Loss on lulubellesite

My blog was intended to be light & amusing, not morose & introspective. That was OK until a few months ago. Now I feel the need to be self indulgent & wallow for a while in a stream of consciousness. It’s supposed to be cathartic so please forgive me. I am writing this for my own benefit but have decided to post. Everyone experiences loss to a greater or lesser extent. At the moment I feel surrounded by it. I had heard of 3...

Heatwave on ogginblog

You can tell when the weather is pleasant

By the horrible presence of knees.

And the definite lack of deodorant

In the scents that waft in on the breeze.

There’s a ban against using your hosepipe,

The heat causes rail delays.

The weather man tells us it’s scorching

And predicts it will swelter for days.

There are photos of girls in bikinis

In the newspapers and on TV.


Bigots on ogginblog

I don’t believe that I will ever see

The world that I had hoped would come to pass.

As long as people let the bigots be

Then all their bitter thoughts will just amass.

While any look down on their fellow men

Then how can we expect a real peace?

The world will tear itself apart again.

Perhaps this time the killing will not cease.

Until such time as none are left alive

Or only those...

Silent Song on ogginblog

She sings in silence,

Note by note.

Mute melodics,

Soaring free.

In time, perhaps

She’ll find her voice

And sing her song to me.


She can’t remember

Her own voice.

Perhaps she hears it

In her head.

In time, perhaps

She’ll find a way

To bring it out instead.


She sings in silence,

Lacking words.

Her music...

The Mystery on ogginblog

From the edge of the park I see

The railway bridge and the Georgian row.

The rugby posts catch the setting sun

In a wooden frame.

The people walking by

Don’t see me where I stand,

Melting into the worn brick.

That suits me fine.

Sounds fly in from every side,

Even above, from the birds and planes

And swishing leaves paint a wash

Over the harsh clatter.


Conflict on ogginblog

Cold hearts,

Hot words,

Old sins,

New hurts.

Short fuse,

Long days,

Soft ties,

Hard ways.

Tight coil,

Loose binds,

Strong thoughts,

Weak minds.

False hope,

True fate,

No love,

All hate.

Struggling on My progress and recovery from Chronic Myeloid Leukaemia

I feel horrific for feeling sad for myself out of others happiness. Life is a struggle at the moment. Shadowed by awful fatigue. Being exhausted before I even get out of bed. 

This has an impact. Makes you feel down. Happiness is so much harder when your eyeballs hurt and you feel like you’ve been punched in the face. So my internal chat darkens. I become full of self pity. Which I hate. And then self loathing. 
Why can...

Cool on ogginblog

I’ve never been cool,

And I never will.

I wouldn’t even know where to start.

My clothes are not chic,

It’s often been said,

But I don’t ever take it to heart.


I don’t have that air

Of artistic style

That cooler people seem to exude.

And when they decide

Who to let in their clique.

I’m not the type that they would include.


My hobbies...

My Cat on ogginblog

I bought my cat a cushion,

As soft as cotton wool.

Yet, now she’s in the laundry bag,

Despite it being full.

I fill her bowl with water

That’s clear, fresh and cool,

Then see her in the garden,

Drinking from a muddy pool.

I get the food she’s fond of,

The flavour she likes most.

But suddenly, she hates it

And prefers to lick my toast.

I built my cat a scratch...

Notting Hill on My Opinion About Things

An utterly sweet, but quite unrealistic depicting about the love between a super moviestar Anna Scott (Julia Roberts) and a travelbook salesman William Thacker (Hugh Grant). After meeting for the first time in his travelbookshop, there’s initially no spark at all between Anna and William. He likes the fact that there is a moviestar in […]

Gilmore Girls, revisited on My Opinion About Things

This series, based on the earlier, far more successful and far more funny Gilmore Girls, about a teenmom and her daughter, should not have been made. It’s always tricky to plunge into a project as such, when a series has been that successful. You want to retaste, you want to re-experience the good times had. […]

Controlling the Weather on ogginblog

I’ve started controlling the weather.

I know that it sounds quite absurd,

But wait till you hear why I say this

And then you’ll believe every word.

Last weekend I made a decision

To work on the garden, you see,

As long as the weather was pleasant

As the forecasters said it would be.

I got out my gloves and my wellies,

My trowel, my rake and my hoe.

I dug out the key to the...

Count on ogginblog

One is the moon, alone, untamed,

Changeable, fluid, strong.

Two is the dance of day and night,

Moving to life’s dark song.

Three is the water, wind and air,

Rolling around the rock.

Four is the bulk of the compass,

Making the world’s great clock.

All are the Earth and the space around,

The land and the lives within.

Where each real story flows to an end

To allow even...

Fake News on ogginblog

I read it in the paper;

It’s definitely true.

Those guys are proper journalists,

The truth is what they do.

They’ve done extensive research;

There’s no way they can fail.

You know that you can trust the Daily Mail.


I read it in the paper;

I’m certain that it’s real.

There’s something to cause cancer

In every single meal.

They only want to keep us well...

The Titan on My Opinion About Things

Sam Worthington, Taylor Schilling, Tom Wilkinson and so many others. Given that I’ve written a small scifi book myself, which more or less has the same theory in it -humans having to find a way to be able to live on different planets- I very much liked the start of the film. It’s funny to […]

Forgetful on ogginblog

My memory seems to be going.

You might even say that it’s gone.

It’s taken things that were worth knowing.

Where I left my glasses is one.

Sometimes I might go to my bedroom

Then wonder what I’m doing there.

Recollection just doesn’t have headroom.

This travesty hardly seems fair.

I look in my bag for my tissues

Instead I find packets of cheese.

You could definitely...

Sleepless on ogginblog

Will I ever sleep a whole night through?

Sometimes, I don’t think I ever will.

Experts tell me what I ought to do

And yet I find myself unsleeping still.

Can I give myself up to the dreams?

Hoping that my body will obey

The orders that my mind will surely give,

To rest until the night has turned to day.

Can I still the thoughts that churn and rage?

Nudging me from on the edge of...

Jenny’s Wedding on My Opinion About Things

Katherine Heighl playing a serious part in a dreadfully long film about her being gay with Alexis Bledel is a seriously bad plan. They should have switched parts, though that would barely have worked, given that Alexis is truly such a sweetheart. But the part of Kitty is barely there and you know Alexis should […]

Sense Haiku on ogginblog

Look at the shadows.

See how they bend in the light,

Emphasising shape.


Hear the world whisper.

Soft sounds drift between our lives,

Forging connections.


Breathe in life’s sharp scent.

Detect its bold undertones,

Building memories.


Touch the cracked terrain.

Push its teeth into your skin,

Fading to numbness.


Song on ogginblog

Sing me no songs of love and light,

Of laughter, friends and summers bright.

No lilting lyrics tinged with bliss,

Sing me instead a song of this:

Salah, coming down the wing,

Dodging round and letting swing,

He strikes the ball and lets it fly,

The goalie sees it whistle by.

Your “moon and June” means nought to me.

Nor tea for two and two for tea.

I have no use for songs of...

Under the Dome on My Opinion About Things

With Mike Vogel, Rachelle Lefevre, Alexander Koch, Colin Ford, Mackenzie Lintz, Dean Norris, Aisha Hinds and many others. This series barely knows any dull moments until season 3 hits the floor. Until then, it’s so very dynamic, intruiging and you’re on the tip of your seat most of the time. Fantastically written, sometimes a wee […]

Hidden Talent on ogginblog

I must have a hidden talent,

Everybody’s got one.

Why would all the rest be whizz-kids

If yours truly’s not one?

Maybe I’m a secret artist,

Like a second Dali.

All attempts so far have made me

Look a proper Charlie.

It’s unlikely there’s a dancer

Bursting to get out.

Pretty sure I’d blow a gasket,

Jiggling about.

I could be a great soprano,

But for one...

Day’s End on ogginblog

When the day falls back

And the moon comes up,

As the stars come out

And the heat turns down,

While the moths fly in

And the owls swoop by,

Once the foxes screech

And the voices fade,

Now the light has gone

And the blooms have closed,

Then I ask myself

How I grew so cold.

NaPoWriMo Panic Sonnet on ogginblog

At fifteen minutes after nine at night,

A sudden thought came swiftly to my mind,

That March, in all its glory, did take flight

And in its place had April left behind.

It being so, a month of poems lies

Ahead of me and I must make a start.

I’m bound to mess up many of these tries

And see my rhyme and meter fall apart.

But, being NaPoWriMo, I will sit

And wrack my tired brain for...

Anomalisa on My Opinion About Things

This is quite an interesting, but confusing one at the same time. In a time where so many tricks are being made with animation, this one really sticks out. It’s a grownup film, mind, with a scenes that reminded me of films like Being John Malkovich, The Shining, Lost in Translation, Thunderbirds and even Little […]

A plea to health care professionals, about pain. on Good enough will have to do

When I wrote up the pain scales yesterday, I was aiming to make it as clear and easy to use as possible – both for those needing to describe and those needing to assess someone else’s pain. That meant that I left a lot of things out. Things that have often frustrated me about interactions with health care professionals.

I have no idea how much training is given to spotting someone in pain and assessing it accurately, or what form...

Pain scales on Good enough will have to do

For @puncroaker, and anyone else who might find it useful.

Pain is an incredibly difficult thing to describe, and there’s always the worry that what seems obvious to you, may not mean the same thing to someone else, so I have my own way of describing pain levels, using fire as a scale. Why fire? Well, pain can be useful. Back when we lived in caves and slept around huge roaring fires to keep wild animals at bay, pain signals helped...