Jane Hyphen

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My stories

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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...
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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...
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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...
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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...
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My Favourite Colour's Changed

My favourite colour’s changed Behind this mask I have evolved Years gone by, assumptions Made we stay the same We’ve crossed countries, life Stages...

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626 of my comments have received 682 Great Feedback votes

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Hi Di_Hard, I know, I can't

Posted on Fri, 09 Nov 2018

Hi Di_Hard, I know, I can't even imagine the itchy wool uniform in the cold wet weather, it's difficult to even scratch the surface of what those soldiers suffered. I agree about society being eroded, we are slowly losing the building blocks of a...

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Posted in Trodden Steps

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I like this. The pattern,

Posted on Thu, 08 Nov 2018

I like this. The pattern, people re-enforcing that familiar message, you don't quite fit, you're going against the flow, stroking our fur the wrong way. Then ending where he does his own thing, that's the only way to go.

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Posted in Band of One

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So sad and so clever, we don

Posted on Sat, 03 Nov 2018

So sad and so clever, we don't really need to know about the bit in between. 

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Posted in Struggling

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Thanks Hilary. The psyche can

Posted on Sat, 27 Oct 2018

Thanks Hilary. The psyche can be troubling indeed and go wrong at any point, no-one is mental illness proof but you're right about rest. I suppose in times of stress people cannot get adequate rest and then the mind can unravel.

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Posted in The Hidden Help

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This has such a stillness to

Posted on Wed, 03 Oct 2018

This has such a stillness to it, your storytelling enables the reader to access these remote spiritual realms with a quiet ease.  

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Posted in Promises Beyond The Veil Of Life ( PT 42 )

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I can almost taste that salty

Posted on Mon, 10 Sep 2018

I can almost taste that salty fresh air, so much imagery, as has been said, from just a handful of choice words. It's like one of those tiny seascape paintings so skilfully crafted.

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Posted in storm cooking

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The dismal nature of human

Posted on Sat, 08 Sep 2018

The dismal nature of human frailty captured artfully as ever. I always have strong imagery when I read your writing, it's always grey and full of sickly souls. 

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Posted in two-faced

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This is so peaceful, sweet

Posted on Sat, 08 Sep 2018

This is so peaceful, sweet and neat, a beloved cat, a stone and a tree, all beautiful things cast by nature.

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Posted in A STONE

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Thanks elsie, she's actually

Posted on Sat, 21 Jul 2018

Thanks elsie, she's actually a relative who was adopted, a sleeping beauty yes for some of us, we live in hope of a reunion one day.

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Posted in The Girl in the Photo

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It's amazing how our brains

Posted on Wed, 27 Jun 2018

It's amazing how our brains fill in the gaps left by losses and might have beens. I cannot imagine having one chance like that and having it snatched away. It would leave me forever in a sort of prolonged gasp I think. The way you've described...

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Posted in Life in the shadowlands

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