Jane Hyphen
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | the train leaving now | Di_Hard | 15 | 5 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Dark Rooms | Jane Hyphen | 11 | 5 years 5 months ago |
| Story | The Lost Children | harveyjoseph | 7 | 5 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Confronting Demons | skinner_jennifer | 22 | 5 years 5 months ago |
| Story | My Favourite Colour's Changed | Jane Hyphen | 4 | 5 years 5 months ago |
| Story | ???? … | Rhiannonw | 11 | 5 years 5 months ago |
| Story | We are Rocks | Jane Hyphen | 8 | 5 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Musical Associations X3 | Rhiannonw | 6 | 5 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Mum's Old Jumper | rosaliekempthorne | 6 | 5 years 6 months ago |
| Story | The Riots | Mark Burrow | 11 | 5 years 6 months ago |
| Story | An Unfinished Symphony | luigi_pagano | 4 | 5 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Bog Brilliance | Rhiannonw | 11 | 5 years 6 months ago |
| Story | I Didn't Kill the Scarlet Beetles | Jane Hyphen | 6 | 5 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Anthony and Cleopatra | Jane Hyphen | 17 | 5 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Somewhere Lake | skinner_jennifer | 14 | 5 years 6 months ago |
| Story | I Woke Up (in inverted commas) | Jane Hyphen | 15 | 5 years 6 months ago |
| Story | The Identity of the Potato and the Swan | pepsoid | 5 | 5 years 6 months ago |
| Story | The Creaky Chair | beco99 | 6 | 5 years 6 months ago |
| Story | An unsought win | Rhiannonw | 11 | 5 years 6 months ago |
| Story | On The Ground | forest_for_ever | 4 | 5 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Arrival – Evening Wander | Rhiannonw | 15 | 5 years 6 months ago |
| Story | I won't leave my Walled Garden | Jane Hyphen | 16 | 5 years 7 months ago |
| Story | rock | Di_Hard | 13 | 5 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Miss You | skinner_jennifer | 10 | 5 years 7 months ago |
| Story | On the arbitrariness of life | Parson Thru | 20 | 5 years 7 months ago |
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Parables of Clippety (4) - Jellyfish
The train pulled into Liverpool Lime Street and both women immediately became shiny eyed, the corners of their lips turned up and their hearts beat...
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Parables of Clippety (3) - Going Backwards
They both looked at each other and laughed silently. An announcement came over the tannoy to inform the passengers about the buffet car and the...
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Parables of Clippety (2) - The Cleanest Carriage
The train glided along, the carriage they were travelling in was at least two thirds empty, the interior, grey, flimsy and characterless, it felt...
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Parables of Clippety (1) - The Pretty Feret
'It’s not about the dots Clare,’ Clare tutted and said, ‘Well I feel like I’m letting him down.’ She was seated very close to the table, leaning...
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Outline of a Man
From a distance I’ve seen you before You’re a person from my past Or maybe in a film A man with two names He was always running Running towards a...
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'Twisty seclusion' I really
Posted on Sat, 04 Dec 2021
'Twisty seclusion' I really enjoyed your poem and the accompanying photograph. It looks like a lovely spot for tapping into 'unrestrained pulsing earth's wonder'. I wish I had a bit more space for rewilding, it makes such a difference and it...
Read full commentPosted in Nature's Hideaway
Ah, that's my daughter's
Posted on Fri, 03 Dec 2021
Ah, that's my daughter's middle name and one of my favourite trees. I think you've paid a fine tribute to this beautiful tree, covering all of it's characteristics. I love to watch the blackbirds downing the berries in one. 'Solitary wanderers',...
Read full commentPosted in Rowan
Thank you Di, I was worried
Posted on Sun, 28 Nov 2021
Thank you Di, I was worried it might be a bit trippy but I think we all need a trip as November comes to a close. Birds definitely form friendships and there are so many cross species friendships in the animal world. I say this looking at my...
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It's so clever. A pendulous
Posted on Mon, 29 Nov 2021
It's so clever. A pendulous poem, I love it
Read full commentPosted in Welig for Paul (marandina)
One of those pieces which had
Posted on Sat, 27 Nov 2021
One of those pieces which had the rare effect of making me feel as if I was being squeezed while reading but in a good way. It's divine.
Read full commentPosted in Yew
This reminds me of a rich,
Posted on Wed, 24 Nov 2021
This reminds me of a rich, still life oil painting, each time you look at it, you see something different. A beautifully verdant, quiet journey into a dream.
Read full commentPosted in A Secret Garden
Brilliant ending. I hadn't
Posted on Tue, 16 Nov 2021
Brilliant ending. I hadn't heard the word ecocide before. It feels hopeless but as Di-Hard said, that is the worst, most defeatist way to address it. My kids are adults now, I worry for their kids. People come into the garden centre where I work...
Read full commentPosted in ECOCIDE
I felt this lowering my blood
Posted on Thu, 18 Nov 2021
I felt this lowering my blood pressure. Your poem has class, grace and an element of nocturnal escapism. I wish I had the stamina to stay awake all night and be a part of this magic world.
Read full commentPosted in The Solitude of Sleep
Beautiful tribute to our
Posted on Tue, 16 Nov 2021
Beautiful tribute to our native trees which are themselves like planets when they become mature. This has such a sense of the magic of winter to it. You can most definitely feel the earth's pulse through an oak limb, I have felt it many times...
Read full commentPosted in Thoughts Of An Oak Tree's Spirit
It's so clever have you've
Posted on Mon, 09 Aug 2021
It's so clever how you've communicated the pre-deluge drama. I love it when the dark clouds gather, everything goes quiet and the land is so thirsty. There is an otherwordly feel to this atmosphere and then, as you have desribed here, a patina of...
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