Writers Harbor

Author: Francis Meyrick

  • The Gentle Drunk

    The Gentle Drunk If you were a career old drunk in Dublin fair city in the nineteen seventies, then apart from begging, scrounging, watching the girls, and hoping for a hot meal, one other important consideration was “getting back to the hostel” in time. “Hostel” was perhaps too fine word. “Flophouse” would be politically incorrect.…

  • The Outlaw

    The Outlaw (I drove my motorbike to the sea) I watched a dreamer by the sea observe me,softly, haltingly, His face was tired but not unkind I sensed a windmill in his mind. Alone upon the beach he stood A member of the brotherhood I saw the biker garb he wore And knew I’d seen…

  • Sensual Overload – The Snow Storm

    Sensual Overload, Emotional Push Back. The Snow Storm   I remember it so well, although it was so many years ago. Falling, falling. Alone. Not caring. Floating. Being buffeted. My jump suit rattling. My eyes drinking it all in. My mind, mesmerized, whispering the one word, over and over: “Wow!” It was in France, at…

  • Writing Challenge (1)

    Sunday, September 25th, 2011 Writing Challenge (1) What do YOU think? Where are YOU at? For my part, I’ve been reading quite a bit the last while, and doing some studying. Here follow, in no special order of significance, some areas of thought and non-thought. “Thunk & Muddle, let’s get in a Huddle “. I’ll…

  • Dropping Anchor at Writers’ Harbor (2)

    Dropping Anchor at Writers’ Harbor (2) 8/29/2011 Hi guys, As we approach our first 100,000 “hits” on Writers Harbor (it’s 97,125 as of just now), I want to ask you all to put your thinking caps on. First, I have been enjoying WH all the way through, since January 2007. It’s stimulating, challenging, and you…

  • A Blip on the Radar (Part 28) “The Immarsat Problem “

    A Blip on the Radar Part 28: The Immarsat Problem I worked on different fishing boats, for varying periods of time. The longest straight run was one year, the shortest was a holiday relief for two. Some Fish Masters I really liked, one or two were hard to get along with. The odd one was…

  • Ik herinner mij Nederland (1)

    IK HERINNER MIJ NEDERLAND De Tekening Ik ben in Schotland geboren, van een Engelse vader en een Ierse moeder. Maar mijn familie verhuisde naar Nederland toen ik erg jong was. Pa werkte bij Philips. De gloeilampen fabriek. Daar leefde ik tot ik zeventien jaar oud was. De hele tijd in hetzelfde huis, op de Pasteurlaan…

  • ABHORRENCE of War

    Abhorrence of War A counterweight to the article published on this site, called “Acceptance of War “ CLICK HERE TO SEE THIS ARTICLE Firstly, I welcome civilized, constructive debate, and I applaud our WH member “Faxe ” for taking me up on my Internet challenge to post his thoughts on Writers Harbor. He has done…

  • Castles in the Sky – “More HAM than Radio “

    (Oh, SH….T!!!) Castles in the Sky “More HAM than Radio” Being by nature and genetic make-up quite happy to exercise my jaw, be it on the telephone or propped against a suitable bar, when it came to learning aircraft R/T procedure, well, the whole process did not fill me with the same stark terror with…

  • The Great Sidecar Experiment (Finale)

    The Great Sidecar Experiment Part Six: Finale Down the last stretch of road we hurtled, like a cannon ball on steroids, and I could see the large red-and-white imperative STOP sign now coming very quickly into view. I was experiencing a greatly agitating awareness of the extreme Fragility of Man. The crossing car was now…