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Poetry is fluid and interchanging based on emotion and perception. It allows both the poet and the reader to discover and interpret the words, for themselves.

Life is a lot like poetry, always changing, unique, flexible, forever challenging the mind, and flooding the senses.

Horns & Halo’s was written to convey this sense of self through both emotion and experience. Horns & Halo’s connects the written word, with the real world. No bullshit, no sugar-coating, just up front and raw…



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Amazon Queen – Revised

The sky sleeps

 in the soft flow of night

The wind whispers under a cloak 

of black and gold,

She glitters below the leaves, 

 of broad-leaved evergreens 

Above the canopy, rain falls

Of turquoise hues 

and silky moss 

faerie orchids stalk

Her heart line like an exotic 


Etched, deeply profound

A kapok, 

tendrils strangling its host,

leaving behind a haunted fig 

A ghostly fog –
Sensually, night slips into dawn

Burnt orange 


She, the protector

of all that are gone

Singing a warrior song – 

Dazzling Queen of the Amazon.

Words J.Calvert written 2016, revised 2017. 

Top Websites for New Writers

As a writer I continue to question my writing abilities, but no matter what, I cannot stop writing, it’s something I love to do, it’s a release, a passion an obsession. If I’m not writing, I’m thinking about writing; about my characters, settings, plot…

As I write my manuscript I’m constantly searching for information on publishers, editors, how to guides and continually trying to build my writers platform. Therefore I have been doing a lot of reading and researching of late and thought I’d share some of the websites I have found provide valuable information for writers.

The following sites are very helpful to aspiring writer and new authors;

  1. Jane Friedman’s online website and blog, Writing and Publishing in the Digital Age. Jane specializes in educating authors about the publishing industry and offers great articles and tips for writers at all stages of their careers.
  2. Writer’s Digest: Write Better, Get Published, Be Creative. Writer’s Digest is the number one Resource for Writers,
  3. Australian Society of Authors Hints for Self Publishing Authors and great recourses and information
  4. Aerogramme Writers’ Studio Books and Writing and News. Aerogramme Writers’ Studio has heaps of resources, articles and news for both emerging and established writers.
  5. The Creative Penn Resources for Authors and Writers. Plenty of articles, audios and downloads on writing, self-publishing, print-on-demand, internet marketing and book promotion.
  6. I also like to follow the leading publishing houses such as:


  1. And the top online publishers:

Do you believe in aliens?


Tane looks out at the expansive woodlands, spreading out of control, and forever creeping towards the shack, he shares with his mother.


Passage from The Men of the Godomar 

Tane walks the long way home he can’t face his mothers gaze. She would be sitting on the veranda, her bony back hunched over, breathing in the nicotine air, and she would watch him through cold critical eyes. Tane treads the garden path leading to the fibro cottage, the blue paint chipped, the exterior rests on the dirt patches in front of the house. The dirt patch was once a garden filled with roses, his mum use to love and tend to the roses every single day. She grew roses, because she said it reminded her of her own mother. Before he makes it any further, he is startled by a commotion within the house, an incessant squeal, it takes him a moment to realise the noise is his mother. He doesn’t race instead he walks casually up the garden path. He has heard this uproar before. She is notorious for causing a scene.
The moment he walks in, she lunges at him, a wine bottle in her feeble hand, grasping at his t-shirt, she hisses ‘I seen another one,’ she dashes to the veranda and points towards the bushes. Tane looks out at the expansive woodlands, spreading out of control, and forever creeping towards the shack, he shares with his mother.
‘There is no one their Sandra,’ he pleads, with his mum.
‘Please believe me Tane. I seen him as clear as day, he walked right out of the bush, his skin white, with a yellowish tinge, and his eyes, they were like the cats, thin slits of yellow and black pupils,’ she is holding onto him again, this time by the arm. He could easily shake her off, instead he wraps his hand around her thin arm, and helps her inside, ‘He looked at me, they usually don’t notice me, he looked right at me.’
‘Sandra sit down, I’ll get you a tea.’
‘I don’t want a bloody tea. There are aliens in our backyard, and you’re talking about cups of frigging tea?’
‘The aliens don’t stop you drinking wine though hey Sandra.’
‘Yeah that’d be right, blame the wine. I saw the aliens, wine or no wine.’
‘Maybe one day you can try seeing the Aliens without the wine Sandra,’ Tane suggests as he makes an exit for his bedroom.

Copyright Jennifer Calvert