Jane Hyphen

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It feels like winter here

It feels like winter here The bone frames of you and me Clutching our own hands Blue flesh scars exposed as Frost forms on each word Light casts us...

Strange Light

Strange light in the sky And in your eyes Listen…. Don’t stay too long In this strange place Where only shadows Show themselves To draw you in...
Gold cherry
Poem of the week

September Chills

September The dread tread Of rolling bombs Loose in the pit Of my stomach Cold dawn New term chills Crack whack jabs Of hockey sticks Torture of team...

Echoes of a Dead Whale

If you could hear my song You’d know we shared the stars Jewels immersed forever ours Echoes locked inside fathoms Among dead men and gardens If you...
Gold cherry

A Man Riding the Tube Train

A man riding the tube train Sitting in the sallow grease of his day His dreams in his father’s briefcase Dropping the filings of his doubts Into a...


118 of my comments have received 125 Great Feedback votes

3 Votes

I really enjoyed reading this

Posted on Wed, 26 Sep 2018

I really enjoyed reading this, it brought to life a typical suprmarket shift complete with misery and the type of characters which seem to crop up in most workplaces. It recall my own stint in 'provisions', I got a verbal warning for failing to...

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Posted in Rolling in the Aisles

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Hi Rhiannon, these nature

Posted on Wed, 16 Oct 2019

Hi Rhiannon, these nature poems you write are so professional now and this is no exception. There's so much texture and the way you extend beyond the visual confines of the scene, 'enjoying the expanse as if they could fly' because that's how it...

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Posted in The Long Mynd, Shropshire (12/10/19)

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What a descriptive snap shot

Posted on Tue, 07 May 2019

What a descriptive snap shot of the sea and its natural surroundings. I love the way you've included sound in this, the gentle booming, also the scent - of seaweed and of course the coastal flowers so beautiful at this time of year. 

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Posted in Arrival – Evening Wander

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I have teens and you've

Posted on Sat, 01 Dec 2018

I have teens and you've articulated the current situation so well. There's a huge problem with drugs too, they're dirt cheap and used in the same way we used alcohol. The pressures, choices, the constant scrutiny, exposure to everything too...

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Posted in When Death Comes Too Soon

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I really enjoy these nature

Posted on Fri, 23 Nov 2018

I really enjoy these nature poems Rhiannon, partly because they focus on our native flora and fauna. In urban areas we are often surrounded by plants from all over the world which look pretty of course but lack the subtle balance of nature which...

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Posted in Ross on Wye and Chase Wood 15/11/18

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I am 41 and I'm crying

Posted on Sun, 09 Aug 2015

I am 41 and I'm crying because I can't concentrate enough to write and this is really good and catchy and true. If only there were no more reasons to cry after seventeen!

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Posted in Problems

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I can really relate to this

Posted on Sun, 13 Oct 2019

I can really relate to this and the pleasure you derive from walking in the forest. I think the Japanese refer to it as a 'forest bath'.  I wonder if there could ever be a return of some of the creatures we've lost now that we have too many deer...

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Posted in Nature's Ambiance

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Hi Rhiannon. This reminds me

Posted on Fri, 27 Sep 2019

Hi Rhiannon. This reminds me of the cosy nights in, indoor heat and nice things to eat and all the glowing shades outside. We're so lucky aren't we, to have warm, clean houses and such a choice of food. Every season has its grey days, you're ...

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Posted in Autmn's faces

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I love 'soft full stops'. The

Posted on Tue, 24 Sep 2019

I love 'soft full stops'. The very thought of jam making is so comforting and those brambles provide so much cover for our wildlife, 'small birds flicker', beautiful!

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Posted in recipe

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This starts of like a

Posted on Sun, 15 Sep 2019

This starts off like a painting I'd like to own and then zooms in like a drone on the microcosms which exist all around us. A wall may appear dead but on warm days watch carefully and it really does give birth. I remember holidaying a North Wales...

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Posted in wings, late summer