• Jane commented on the post, belief 7 years, 7 months ago

    She used to believe in the tooth fairy, then someone said it didn’t exist. Same too with Father Christmas. Bit by bit her belief was chipped away at until there was nothing left. No belief. No magic left in life. […]

  • Jane commented on the post, swing 7 years, 7 months ago

    Flying high, feet touching the the sky
    Baby laughing
    So happy.

    Never lose that joy
    Baby of mine
    Let your light shine
    Always.

  • Jane commented on the post, generator 7 years, 7 months ago

    The lights went out. Darkness. She froze. There was no sound but the pounding of her heart. Then clunk. She jumped. What was that. Who was that. Was it him? Had he found her after all this time. Another clunk. She […]

  • Jane commented on the post, crescent 7 years, 7 months ago

    Crescent moon. Half-smiling in the dark night sky. What is it that amuses you?

  • Jane commented on the post, blast 7 years, 7 months ago

    A blast from the past. That’s what he said. Words escaped me. My heart raced. How had he found me. I’d been so careful. I thought the nightmare had ended. I realised now that I was still asleep and dawn was a lifetime away.

  • Jane commented on the post, curse 7 years, 7 months ago

    It was a cursed day I met you. I was fooled by the clear blue sky and the the bright summer sun, but I should have noticed your shadow; the shadow that eclipsed me and brought darkness into my world. It was a […]

  • Jane commented on the post, balloon 7 years, 8 months ago

    Flying high, above the world. Freed from the hand that held you down. Liberated. Soaring with the birds. Higher and higher. Towards the sun.

  • Jane commented on the post, flirt 7 years, 8 months ago

    That’s how it started, a flirt. And from there it grew, until the flirt became a relationship, and the relationship blossomed, but then wilted, and what was left? Nothing. Not you. Not us. Just the ghost of a […]

  • Jane commented on the post, clue 7 years, 8 months ago

    Professor Plum lost in the library – the clue is in the question. The question is in the books. Lost in words. Words create words. Lost in a world. A world without meaning. Words create meaning. What is the word? […]