Tag Archives: dreams

The Attic – Notes to Women #writephoto

She was in the attic, lit candles in her hand. While the others were in the drawing room, she had slipped out and come up here, curiosity stronger than caution and common sense. Philip had shown her every part of … Continue reading

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Choice #midnighthaiku

A monochrome life In a technicolor world Livery of choice * Ephemeral dreams Adorn the day with jewels A soul flying free *    

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All That Remains – Helen Jones #Writephoto

He came to me after dark, as night lay like soft velvet in the hollows of the hills. The fire burned low, his feathered cape laid over the chair shimmering iridescent blue as the birds stirred and gave their first … Continue reading

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Guest author: Richard Dee – I was never a writer

I was never a writer. I was a reader, right from the day that the squiggles on the page made sense. I was a devourer of the words of others. I grew up and became a captive audience, a traveller … Continue reading

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Moonrise #midnighthaiku

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An Unusual Labyrinth? – Alethea Kehas

Reblogged from Alethea Kehas at Not Tomatoes: I dreamt last night of a world I did not want to leave. “Hold me back,” I told my companions, lest I fly up into the wonderous sky above. At that moment I … Continue reading

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Dreaming #midnighthaiku

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Seeds of Change

Time does strange things. It is just a week since our workshop and already it feels as if it is receding into the mists, and yet, it is also as clear and sharp as if we were about to enter … Continue reading

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Cave Dweller – Wallie’s Wentletrap #writephoto

When Annie was little, she had liked to watch the cave from the outskirts of the village. She imagined that a troll lived there, or an ogre, with the bones of its victims scattered around the floor. Then she imagined … Continue reading

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Ghosts

    * Come, child, Be not so sad. Morning heals the night And ghosts melt Into angels With the waking day. Life dances To a sacred rhythm And eternity laughs At men And time. *

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