Why blog? 

My blog is a work in progress and what I post needs refining in some parts.  I write because no one sees me and yet I want to be seen.  I don’t know what I want to say and yet I have a wish/need to write. There is something I want to say.  It is there like an…

MY SON

I will take your pain and crush it into a ball and kick it into the stratosphere to keep this darkness from your door I will take your tears and channel them into a funnel and pour them into the ocean to stop you from drowning in your sadness I will take your fears and…

To Facebook

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Ghosts (a poem)

I deleted a year’s conversation. It was like tearing up love letters, Such a hard thing to do. To erase the words we shared The questions, unanswered, to be Forgotten. I will be forgotten I will pass the same  way Removed from memory By one click. It’s so easy to leave me, Like I left…

letters which were never intended to be read..(Part Three)

I found this in my phone notes, dated 14th February 2017.  I had forgotten writing it.  I often type things in my mobile notes and every now and then I look back and sometimes I am surprised by what I find.  I wrote it in response to a comment on the Facebook page of a…

NO NAME…if you say a man’s name he is alive

I was once in a relationship with a man who was unable to say or use my name.  He did not have a pet name for me either and so, for example, if I had a phone call and he wanted to call me, he would shout, “HELLO, HELLO, THERE’S A CALL FOR YOU” I…

CANIM

He said he had loved me And that our ending was a ‘Wound’ to his heart To be avenged with angry words. He claims to be over it And yet somehow I know he’s not, For neither am I * Canim means dear, darling, sweetheart, honey etc in Turkish