Jon Baillie

Just an English lad who likes to write.

A New Sky
5 months ago
Do you remember that day? Under a scortching summer sun? Under the cover of a little cafe? Under an English Sky? How we met? I had half a cup of tea left becuase i had dropped the rest in my lap? How ...
Of a Puzzle
9 months ago
Of a land so fair and true; There is always a man, hated by more than a few. He’s different and strange; Many have preferred to see this man locked in a cage. In a world so simple and pure; Was a woma...
Crimson Cascade
a year ago
You walk the all familiar path, paved in anguish and pain, and cobbled with bones and tragedies. The trees, spiked and torn looking as if they harbour a grudge against you; only just holding onto the ...