PoppyS
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Posthumous Pen | PoppyS | 2 | 7 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Cigarette | MelindaLit | 9 | 7 years 2 months ago |
| Story | The Corset | PoppyS | 5 | 7 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Daddies and Sweets. | PoppyS | 9 | 7 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Wrath | rosaliekempthorne | 5 | 7 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Pride | rosaliekempthorne | 2 | 7 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Apple Pie | PoppyS | 5 | 7 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Shoot The Line | PoppyS | 3 | 7 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Moorland | PoppyS | 4 | 7 years 3 months ago |
| Story | The Oak Tree | hedgehog1 | 9 | 7 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Illiusions | PoppyS | 0 | 7 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Secrets | PoppyS | 2 | 7 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Summer Love | PoppyS | 3 | 7 years 3 months ago |
| Story | A horse in a house | well-wisher | 2 | 7 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Flotsam (Poetry Monthly) | london_calling79 | 5 | 7 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Summers Red Skirt Endings | PoppyS | 7 | 7 years 3 months ago |
| Story | From a bus | Parson Thru | 8 | 7 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Yellow for my daughter | seashore | 35 | 7 years 3 months ago |
| Story | The Invisible Child. | Ladylily | 2 | 7 years 3 months ago |
My stories
The Mourner
He was much impressed by the order of death providing it was not to be his own. This most dour of occasions kindled the holy in him. Black hat –...
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City Breath
She breathes this City of mine gently perspiring fashions latest designer toxic vapor whilst neon pulses flowing through her veins - sleep does not...
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Dogs of War
I wrote this short story after finding an old postcard – sent from the front during WW1. The brave unnamed soldier asked about his Wife, and getting...
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Genocide
Smaller and smaller walking away yellow dress blowing freely in the wind You said – (my mama ) that dignity is not to be found in fear. Words that...
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Onion Moon
If I peeled back its paper brown layers could I persuade you, that this onion is really the moon. If I filled your hands with copper coloured coins...
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