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StoryFruits in the Attic. (Ip) by MarciaMarcia MarciaMarcia51 year 9 months ago
Storyand I. Love you still MarciaMarcia91 year 9 months ago
StoryPainted Poem. By MarciaMarcia MarciaMarcia91 year 9 months ago
StoryBeginning. By MarciaMarcia MarciaMarcia21 year 9 months ago
StoryWhen You Wish You’d Brought Your Camera Ed Crane102 years 3 months ago
StoryUgly Puggly 95 celticman102 years 3 months ago
StoryMay You Live in Interesting Times luigi_pagano82 years 3 months ago
StoryTHE SQUID SISTERS - Part 2 Sim92 years 3 months ago
StoryTHE SQUID SISTERS - Part 1 Sim72 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Next Dress KiriKit33 years 3 months ago
Storystuff of life ip MarciaMarcia83 years 5 months ago
Story“of a piece “ MarciaMarcia43 years 6 months ago
StoryTime’s Travel MarciaMarcia103 years 6 months ago
Storya fork in the road. IP. By MarciaMarcia MarciaMarcia23 years 6 months ago
Storythe We of We MarciaMarcia63 years 6 months ago
Storyonce life January 18, 2017 MarciaMarcia53 years 6 months ago
Storymy child...my D..o..r..o..th..y MarciaMarcia23 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Breach MarciaMarcia33 years 8 months ago
Storyfirst of ever firsts MarciaMarcia83 years 8 months ago
StoryAnd? The polar bear and the rowing boat lavadis64 years 1 month ago
StoryIriecat lavadis174 years 6 months ago
Storysevered soul MarciaMarcia35 years 2 months ago
StoryOur friendship died today lavadis95 years 7 months ago
StoryWar lavadis25 years 12 months ago
StoryThe duplicity of witches lavadis16 years 2 months ago

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My stories

LOUIE

Louie While still a teenager myself I was paid to look after three young children while their parents – both directors of an independent family bank...
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Cherry

THE SQUID SISTERS - Part 1

THE SQUID SISTERS – Part 1 Jinli, Leicester Square was stifling and swamped with tourists. There were beads of sweat popping out all over the bright...
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Last Night I Fell in Love with my Dead Enemy

Last night I fell in love with my dead enemy. We were stuffed inside a tiny cage and, with no room to move, he had no choice but to enclose me with...

Lethe

Dipping low over the snow shore the coins fell from my eyes Cutting through the drifts were blades of evanescent light Spectres reared speechless as...

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55 of my comments have received 55 Great Feedback votes

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An enchanting story, Marica.

Posted on Sun, 16 Apr 2023

An enchanting story, Marica. Is it a recollection? Did you once make a space where you and your grandson sat and painted still-lives of fruit, taking big bites to reward yourselves? I'd love to know - and to think that he still remembers XX

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Posted in Fruits in the Attic. (Ip) by MarciaMarcia

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Well painted evocative. You

Posted on Sun, 23 Oct 2022

Well painted evocative. You didn't need a camera.

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Posted in When You Wish You’d Brought Your Camera

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Point taken, Insertponcey. I

Posted on Fri, 21 Oct 2022

Point taken, Insertponcey. I've only included the song title.

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Posted in THE SQUID SISTERS - Part 2

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A gem of a poem that I'd

Posted on Tue, 15 Jun 2021

A gem of a poem that I'd overlooked. Powerful and vivid.

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A beautiful poem, Marcia. One

Posted on Mon, 09 Aug 2021

A beautiful poem, Marcia. One of your best.Your direct, economical use of words and clarity of thought deliver a poignant message that we can all relate to.

I too have a particular cousin whom I cherish very much!

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And the same is true of a

Posted on Sat, 24 Jul 2021

And the same is true of a painting revealed by its maker to other eyes, or a song shared for the first time with an audience. The wish of most creators is that their artwork, once liberated, will continue its life in the hearts and minds of...

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Posted in “of a piece “

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A rolling, rhythmic evocation

Posted on Wed, 21 Jul 2021

A rolling, rhythmic evocation of life's cyclic, branching dance through time - as natural as nature.

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Posted in a fork in the road. IP. By MarciaMarcia

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This poignant poem is your

Posted on Thu, 10 Jun 2021

This poignant poem is your way coming to terms with the sad unravelling of the one you love. This is something many of us will have to face. I found it terribly moving.
There are so many lovely lines. "What is is present, gone. What might...

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Posted in The Breach

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Oh darling, I know how much

Posted on Sun, 07 Jun 2020

Oh darling, I know how much you adored your little Irie. May she play forever in your garden.

Perhaps it is a little comforting that this was picked as Poem of the Month, and to know that somehow, somewhere, Irie is very pleased for you!

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We feel the maternal pleasure

Posted on Mon, 20 Jan 2020

We feel the maternal pleasure it gives you to spell out loud the letters of your daughter's name, like a magical incantation: "sweetest of letters sounded slow in wisps of air". "In gentle roll as ebb and flow arches in on itself" brings to mind...

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