Dreamscape

By AngelsandEagles on Wed, 31 Aug 2011

The caramel-coloured stream, Cascades along the grey matter, Tea-like baubles float along the dark squares. The white clouds below the land we stand on. The dark sky at where the chasm should be.
Fantasy
Certificate U

The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas (2008)

Posted by celticman on Tue, 30 Aug 2011

The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas (2008) shown on BBC 2, and directed by Mark Herman, is based on an adaptation of the book-which I have not read- written by John Boyne. Asa Butterfield plays eight-year-old Bruno, the son of a concentration camp commandant. Jack Scanlon plays Schmuel, a Jewish child of the same age, who is interred in the camp. An unlikely friendship develops. This is the fulcrum on which the story turns. Only, for me, it doesn’t.

My Heart.

By HiddenBehindTheMask on Tue, 30 Aug 2011

Beating, Even whilst I'm sleeping, Inside, yours in safe keeping. Thumping, Can you hear my heart jumping? With your love, forever pumping. Drumming, When I hear you coming,
Love
Poem
Certificate PG
Cherry

Dreams of a Better Place - Part 2

By MaliciousMudkip on Tue, 30 Aug 2011

Trevor's daddy looks away from the TV long enough to tell Trevor to hush up, Trevor giggles and copies him 'smush shup!' and goes back to his toys, all of them scattered around him haphazardly.
Miscellaneous
Certificate 18
Story of the week

Soul Shavings (A Shady Cloister IP)

By hudsonmoon on Tue, 30 Aug 2011

I imagine it’s because she may be keeping secrets. What is she listening to? is what the voice in my head keeps asking.
Other Fiction
Story
Certificate U

We are the sensitive ones

By victoriawalkden on Tue, 30 Aug 2011

Self conscious and too aware. Are people staring? Looking around not wanting to open my eyes, my senses. Already too sensitive. Am I so different? Hypersensitive I am. So few like me.
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate U

Shady Cloisters

By johngammyleg on Tue, 30 Aug 2011

John Gammyleg has been sent to the Gulags.
Autobiography
Poem
Certificate U
Cherry

Are You the Wind?

By JoseHdz on Tue, 30 Aug 2011

So, this is how the mind expands: it pulsates On the tips of pens - The ink flows to the Page like a violet rain, falling calmly
Spiritual
Poem
Certificate U

That Treasured Time

By Silver Spun Sand on Tue, 30 Aug 2011

On the shores of Loch Maree
Love
Poem
Certificate U

Smashed

By Cameron N on Tue, 30 Aug 2011

Owww. It hurts to touch. Stop. Don't even come near. Purple, blue, green, yellow, a rainbow of pain. Smashed. It's all my own fault, too careless to watch out for my own. Will it break?
Love
Poem
Certificate U

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