Jane Hyphen
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My stories have been read 458722 times
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My stories
Mash Potato Thoughts
All I have are mash potato thoughts That is, not thoughts of mash potato Rather thick cloying thoughts, meaningless That stick in your frontal lobe...
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Silver Skin
Young man lucid as an onion Silver skin thin and flint bones Jutt-jabbing from his span frame He shrinks under himself and Waters up as likely as a...
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The Volunteers
What became of the volunteers? At school they raised their hands Stretched them to the ceiling tiles While I looked down and made Myself as invisible...
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Drivers
My world is full of drivers Alone inside their spaceships I watch them going by See the furrows of their faces Eyes anchored to the road But the mind...
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Bedtime Rituals
The bedtime ritual, that’s what she called it, just a bit of organisation, a bit of tidying up before bed. In truth it was a monster, silent,...
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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.
Read full commentPosted in two-faced
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.
Read full commentPosted in A STONE
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.
Read full commentPosted in The Girl in the Photo
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...
Read full commentPosted in Life in the shadowlands
Interesting tale. I wonder if
Posted on Thu, 28 Jun 2018
Interesting tale. I wonder if we all know our fatal flaws but also that we are no match for ourselves in the end.
Read full commentPosted in Into the Evening
You are a true artist. The
Posted on Tue, 26 Jun 2018
You are a true artist. The way you've painted roses in words is just perfect, you didn't push too hard with the brush but the colours of your thoughts are still bold. A summer's day brought to life.
Read full commentPosted in a break from hoovering
Lovely Rhiannon, leafy
Posted on Mon, 25 Jun 2018
Lovely Rhiannon, leafy filters, what more could you wish for. There is no better place than the shade to watch nature play out on a hot day. Unfortunately I was working in the sun today and felt quite sick in Reading, it was baking!
Read full commentPosted in Brightness without burning
One of those times when as
Posted on Sat, 16 Jun 2018
One of those times when as children we experience internal volcanos of emotion, shock at how parents treat us, the audacity of their failure to listen. It's builds indepence and resilience but it's also an awakening, as a human you're often alone...
Read full commentPosted in Choose One Cake Only
I love the little loose bit
Posted on Wed, 30 May 2018
I love the little loose bit at the end, blowing in the wind there, it's brave but it works. May is the most beautiful month. Lovely fresh words.
Read full commentPosted in renewable 2 (second go at this)
False teeth, yes I couldn't
Posted on Sun, 27 May 2018
False teeth, yes I couldn't bring myself to include those, something creepy about them. We used to back onto a small cemetary where badgers would dig up bones, brass coffin rings and once some false teeth were in a pile of freshly dug soil!
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