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StorySecrets They Keep skinner_jennifer69 years 7 months ago
StoryI wish I had more time to rhyme Shannan69 years 7 months ago
StoryTweet Poetry Set 1 Shannan69 years 7 months ago
StoryA grain of sand - pearl or glass Shannan109 years 7 months ago
StoryCOMRADES Linda Wigzell Cress59 years 7 months ago
StoryDo as I say not as I do Deliberately Ev...39 years 7 months ago
StoryResurrection? Rhiannonw09 years 7 months ago
StoryWOODLANDS YaseminB29 years 7 months ago
StoryA Cancelled Passport Ray Schaufeld69 years 7 months ago
StoryCommemorating what never was Rhiannonw29 years 7 months ago
StorySpring Ray Schaufeld69 years 7 months ago
StoryThings You Keep skinner_jennifer69 years 7 months ago
Story14th March Basanti39 years 7 months ago
StoryDear Friend skinner_jennifer69 years 7 months ago
StorySurreal skinner_jennifer29 years 7 months ago
StoryOn Little Mountain, near Bredwardine Rhiannonw29 years 7 months ago
StoryOut of the overflow of the heart … Rhiannonw09 years 7 months ago
StoryIs it a butterfly or … ? Rhiannonw89 years 7 months ago
StoryLetting Go skinner_jennifer69 years 7 months ago
StorySchool Absence, Home Presence Rhiannonw29 years 7 months ago
StoryAbsence luigi_pagano49 years 8 months ago
StorySir There's a Waiter In My Wine ( Part Four ) skinner_jennifer139 years 8 months ago
StoryRomantic Dramatics Rhiannonw49 years 8 months ago
StoryWild Daffodil Wood Rhiannonw119 years 8 months ago
StoryCats Scratch Surface On Rhythm Night skinner_jennifer109 years 8 months ago

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Well-connected

Two legs that carry me around, two arms … my eyes say, ‘Run!’ and legs get the message, and even …

on Psalm 92

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Each Sabbath day – a time to praise, sing to the Lord, Most High; and think of all his work and ways, which fill my heart with joy. Your faithfulness I would make known (your thoughts are so profound), and tell of all the love you’ve shown; but fools don’t understand: …

on Psalm 51

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] O God, Your Word shows me my failure, and your Spirit makes me feel how appalling my behaviour – which I can’t from you conceal. Cleanse …

Where did all our water come from?

… Their guess for this cooling sphere so hot doesn’t have a solution to how we have got these oceans so vast of this simplest solvent, their only suggestion that somehow it came by meteor or comet again and again impacts in their thousands battering the sphere … no ‘bang’ came from nowhere to make us appear …

Something better …

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Blighted partying and violence, frustration breeding selfishness, think anarchy brings happiness, but joy...

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