Thursday, 15 May 2014


'It started quietly on an autumn morning when the mists hugged everything to them and left nothing untouched. As the leaves fell taking a song from the weather, so too did the ink fall from her skin, those interweaving roses and ivy, thriving with leaves and hidden birds lost its place in her delicate frame and slowly started to fade away, falling from her in graceful reverence almost like a sensual dance.

More ink faded away. Her finger tips dripped dark reds and blacks leaving a trail of feathers, leaves and petals when she walked. She gave away those last birds and roses to others in the small hope of saving them, but they all wept through her fingers like sand, like so much lost time.

The draining of colour and all that adorned her didn’t stop with her skin. Her hair became as dull and brittle as ash, her beautiful blonde colouring being carried towards the clouds by a storm over a river silvered with fish. Lips that lost their pink joyful tint were replaced with a grey hue rich in melancholy. 

 Within three days she stood before a mirror and watched her tears wash away the hazel from her eyes - a white canvas, beautiful, plain and colourless. Holding her hands to the sky she called on the gods that took her beauty and that which coloured her soul. Feeling her dry skin, as distant and lifeless as a broken shell - now, all that she is would have to come from the inside.'

Hello everyone 

'Drawings' has been on Morgen Bailey's Flash Fiction Fridays before but I wanted to include it on my blog as well because I really love it :) 

I loved creating the imagery of birds and leaves as ink flowing through her fingers and how someone would feel having all the colourful parts of their body drain away. What I wanted to get across is that people are creative and colourful inside and out, don't judge a book by its cover. Not all plain-looking people are boring or have nothing to say and vice versa. 

I am still enjoying being a part of Poets of G+ and I've been lucky enough to be featured in two of their 'Poets of G+ Weekly Editions' along with the other talented poets of the group.

Not much else is happening - I am working on a few writing projects but since I still haven't bought a new computer I'm making slow progress, I'm praying this one lasts as long as it can. Tomorrow my husband Carl is having a minor operation on his toe so all next week I'll be playing nurse maid, it's a good job I love him lol :)

Happy Thursday 


  1. Beautiful imagery Jade, love it.

    1. Thank you so much for reading and commenting again Bernadette, I'm really glad you loved it :)