Caitlin Charlton

Joined August 2024

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Under my umbrella Ella Ella…
I’ve got a story to tell Of the time when I fell In love with the thrill Seeking adventures with a friend Under my umbrella
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Poets
Coloured Feathers…
If your breath landed In the centre of my hearts Seam, Then mine is wrapped around your very soul. If birds sing to you
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Poets
Travel in 100 words . Top Story - January 2025.
Birds above like kites, Tethered only by their sight, Freedom, soaring high. 🌊 … Shadows in the light. Sun beaming through, cold smoke,
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Poets
Love is: Gentler Than a Prune
I conceived thoughts of you under the moon, Even a promise is poison ivy; Settling is gentler than a prune, Your eyes a garden, the thorns are lively.
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Poets
It All Went WRONG. Content Warning.
This day was not a good day. Introduction Well, it started out being a good one. The sun was fulgent outside, my street was quiet, and I had told my grandmother,
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Photography
The Cafe . Content Warning.
It was the month before Christmas, 16 November 2024 at 16:04. Where the chill still gave autumn's touch. When the darkness would come at 16:19, and the Christmas music would play in the cafe, bringing with it a convivial atmosphere, it sounded strange and foreign; but whole and familiar.
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Photography
Part 2: Ravens Ridge- missing person . Top Story - January 2025. Content Warning.
But what he didn’t know was that he would see those souls again, those souls from the hospital, struggling to get to the other side; lost in their attachment to the world they have never quite known.
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Fiction
Part 1: Raven Ridge - A missing person . Content Warning.
What is the purpose of life? ”To be killed and to never see the death of your killer.” This was the answer to the question he had when he crossed over.
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Fiction
Crime scene Pantoum. Content Warning.
He pulled me apart from my broken mind My body became a crime scene, and I took flight I signalled for help, but you were blind
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Poets
Lions Head In The Well . Top Story - December 2024.
The forest of voices Pinny folded her skirt and climbed over the toppled tree. The green lichen dusted her hand, she brought her palms together and brushed them off. Along the ground of the lost forest, next to her feet and to the side, was a line of winterstone flies carrying dried leaves above their little bodies. Not wanting to step on them under the weight of her feet, she kept in the middle and walked ahead.
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Fiction
Eaten by Death (micro-fiction)
Every strand of her hair came loose from her scalp, they float like feathers above her head in a deriding hypnotising way. They touched her skin and tickled her cheeks, she tried to count them making her soul ever more doleful, failing to assuage her own shame.
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Fiction
The Sound of a Gunshot and where to find Security . Runner-Up in Echoes of the Year’s Lessons Challenge.
I just heard a gunshot. I would venture to say: I could not ask for a better wake up call than this. Positivity is a virtue, and pessimism is pie faced, and I don’t know when the funeral will be.
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Motivation