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StoryHibernation Angusfolklore75 days 17 hours ago
StoryAwake?? Rhiannonw151 week 2 days ago
StoryThe Devil Walked Out D G Moody61 week 3 days ago
StoryDoomed Love Poem Kilb5021 week 6 days ago
StorySchool Days - Walking Through My Mind forest_for_ever42 weeks 7 hours ago
StoryFathoms Above Turlough282 weeks 3 days ago
StorySonnet in Silence D G Moody112 weeks 6 days ago
StoryBest Laid Plans jennifer102 weeks 6 days ago
StoryKali Yuga 2025 D G Moody93 weeks 9 hours ago
StoryCommute samhennig23 weeks 1 day ago
StoryJoyful Reunion at a (double) funeral! Rhiannonw83 weeks 1 day ago
StoryGrasshopper queen beatle43 weeks 1 day ago
StoryThe Class of Sixty Four Schubert63 weeks 1 day ago
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StoryThe Gods of Selfies celticman131 month 1 week ago
StoryMiss M in Dock Green Rhiannonw81 month 1 week ago
StoryIm forgotten monodemo11 month 2 weeks ago
StoryIf anyone asked... Lou Blodgett91 month 2 weeks ago
StoryKhira Bhai - A man unique pkroutray21 month 2 weeks ago
StoryOld Blue Eyes. swindonwoody11 month 2 weeks ago
StoryAnother Year D G Moody32 months 4 days ago
StoryStrange Advent D G Moody93 months 10 hours ago
StoryThe Speed Of Dark // Eclipse Caldwell94 months 3 days ago
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The Devil Walked Out

We are 'doing' Stevie Smith in my poetry group, and I like her poetry. This is my homage to her style, inspired by her own 'God and the Devil'. (Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)
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Kali Yuga 2025

This is a retread of an older poem; and I felt I had to finish it to stop me sinking further into despair.The worst of it is that we have close friends in the U.S. who are telling us that they no longer recognise their own country. And no guessing who the hurdy-gurdy man is. (Image courtesy of Wolfgang Eckert from Pixabay)
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Sonnet in Silence

Inspired by a poem by Edna St Vincent Millay - Bluebeard, it plays with idea of pesonal autonomy; of how much can we share with another person?
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Another Year

Another poem based on an earlier one, and as with that, nothing much has changed. (Image courtesy of Wikimedia commons)
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Strange Advent

A revision of a poem I posted last year. Sadly, nothing has changed. Image courtesy of Grumpy Beere from Pixabay

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140 of my comments have received 145 Great Feedback votes

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If this is the first poem in

Posted on Sun, 21 Jul 2024

If this is your first poem in seven years - then bravo! And may your inspiration give us more!

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Posted in Making Potions

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She was, and still is, an

Posted on Thu, 21 Mar 2024

She was, and still is, an inspiration; not least in actually living her faith in that most hard of things - to forgive, as we are all forgiven - the very essence of Jesus' teaching. 

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Posted in Remembering Corrie ten Boom

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I read my own father in so

Posted on Mon, 26 Feb 2024

I read my own father in so much of your words; I felt you spoke for so many of us sons who never properly connected with their fathers; in particular with the generation that came back from WWII.

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Posted in Muscle memory

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The impression - of words

Posted on Fri, 16 Feb 2024

The impression - of words dancing - of Springs renewal - simply magic - a worthy poem of the week.

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Posted in Our Soil

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Show not tell, and here in

Posted on Mon, 15 Jan 2024

Show not tell, and here in elegant verse we have a whole story I found this poem delightful. A good one Rhiannon.

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Posted in Night Help

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Spot On Rhiannon! We are

Posted on Tue, 25 Feb 2025

Spot On Rhiannon! We are passed every morning by a straggle of commuters heading for the guided bus stop; either with ear phones in or looking at their phones. Then out of the village walking our dog we get passed by joggers with ear phones in;...

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Posted in Awake??

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It works well for me, In the

Posted on Fri, 21 Feb 2025

It works well for me, In the use of language, as there is an evocation of winter in abeyance with Spring not yet upon us, hence the desire for hibernation.

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Posted in Hibernation

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Interesting similes, they

Posted on Sat, 22 Feb 2025

Interesting similes, they bounce the poem along.

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Posted in Doomed Love Poem

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If this was a struggle, can I

Posted on Wed, 12 Feb 2025

If this was a struggle, can I have some of it! But yes, what a delight to read; how you've given the seas surge in your vivid imagery; and the last two lines - Bonzer Cobber!! Golden Cherries well deserved!

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Posted in Fathoms Above

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I lked your poem Rhiannon;

Posted on Tue, 11 Feb 2025

I lked your poem Rhiannon; especially as my wife and I attended a funeral in our village for a lady who had given so much of her life to the village and our church. I feel these occasions are rightly a 'right of passage' and are so very important...

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Posted in Joyful Reunion at a (double) funeral!

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