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    John glanced over his shoulder paranoid and jumping at his own shadow. His keys clanged loudly against the silent corridor as his trembling hand fumbled with the rusted lock of his rundown apartment. After hearing the merciful click of the lock he shouldered his way through the door, immediately locking it behind him.    He hadn't always been this way, seeing monsters in every shadow. John had been normal, he had once studied criminal minds and helped identify and lock up criminal. He once had a wife and a daughter. That had all changed over a year ago.    It had been January and he had been helping track a serial killer who's M.O. ha

 In the dark of the night with the new moon's light I walked the forest path that I had known since young. I hugged my black cloak around my body to protect myself against an unearthly chill that seemed to have set in when I entered the forest. It had been roughly five years since I had last seen this forest where my family and I had grown up. The forest had changed; it's vibrant, flourishing trees, once lush and full now stood like blacken bones. Not only was there a physical change, but there was something else. The once magical forest where my brothers and I ran wild in now held a sense of doom. This change made me ponder what could have o

Mothers A soft touch A gentle word A shelter from the storm This is what a Mother is for Arms to hold you Wisdom to guide you Strength to let you go This is what a Mother is for To give Courage that fills To give Love that surrounds To give Hope that shines This is what you are for Happy Mother's Day, Mom All my love, ~Jayne, 2009~

Nights Escape I lay dreaming sleeplessly during the midnight hour. The moonlight setting naked skin aglow, while the midsummer breeze kisses my body. Through the window the night's ancient song beckons me into its deep mystery, daring me to let go and fall into its embrace. Gently as a lover's caress my spirit falls into the night's open arms as sleep takes my body. As my spirit dances among the stars my mind lays dreaming, escaping for a few precious hours from the chains of reality. ~Jayne Robidou~