VJHD

Joined June 2021

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Bio

The subsistence of our lives will live on in our words, forever encapsulating our feelings.

Words are the centre point of our existence. If we never write anything down, did we ever really exist at all?

Stories (84/0)

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🙋‍♂️“Did you hear a scream?!” 🙋‍♀️ “Yes I was the one who screamed! A mouse just ran across the room from that cabinet! a-a-A mouse!!!”
By VJHD3 days ago in Poets
Celebrate
Sometimes I think I’m a warrior. I hear my 7 year old voice in my head Playing mermaids and pirates, Xena and Hercules defeating the bad guys.
By VJHD2 months ago in Poets
Closing Time
~Closing Time. 29 April 2022~ ~ ~ Laying in my bed that day My heart so heavy I felt …
By VJHD4 months ago in Poets
Endings.
Unravel. I could unravel. I think I did. The day they came and told me you had ended. I unraveled on the floor in my pajamas raining tears.
By VJHD5 months ago in Poets
A decade gone.
As I watch the world go by from the corner of my cafe table, Bewildered by the heat when it rained so heavily last night,
By VJHD5 months ago in Poets
Let’s Belong
A barbie in the real world With flat feet and a bouncy chest Would still wear colours bright Walk right into the world with hope
By VJHD12 months ago in Poets
Story by the Letterbox
This is a fictional story I wrote for a writing prompt to write a letter from a soldier to their love waiting for them at home, as a series of letters between them.
By VJHDabout a year ago in Fiction
Ain’t Youth Grand?
For youth it seems, That time goes backwards- The older they get, the less time they have To make memories With the oldest in their lives
By VJHDabout a year ago in Poets
Gentle Giant
I want my son to be tough To stand up in this world and not be pulled under I want my son to be firm To know his place in this world
By VJHDabout a year ago in Poets
Letters to Heaven
A challenge to write an epistolary. ~ ~Dear Brother, 8/2/14 Yesterday I stood and gave your eulogy. I still can’t believe I found the words. I left early that day so I could sit for an hour with you before the ceremony. I cried all the way there, I got lost in the city and I only got a half hour instead with you.
By VJHDabout a year ago in Poets
Never Again
We can’t help you anymore You made your choices And tore it all down You showed your hand Played your piece Laid out the lies
By VJHDabout a year ago in Poets
Sisterhood of Solidarity
A sisterhood of solidarity as we swim the oceans of infinity looking for connections that will help us grow and thrive. Positivity abounds as we build each other up, provide a helping hand and share each others gifts.
By VJHDabout a year ago in Poets

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