Rhiannonw

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StoryOn My Soap Box (Poetry Monthly) luigi_pagano249 years 3 months ago
StoryLondon, then and now (IP) Rhiannonw139 years 3 months ago
StoryConsequences - Chapter 15 jeand69 years 3 months ago
StoryComeuppance Rhiannonw29 years 3 months ago
StoryConsequences - Chapters 13-14 jeand79 years 3 months ago
StoryTables Turned Angela McCrimmon29 years 3 months ago
StoryRocking Rocking forest_for_ever29 years 3 months ago
StoryThe further adventures of Stan -20 - penultimate chapter jeand89 years 3 months ago
StoryThe further adventures of Stan -19 jeand89 years 3 months ago
StoryKiss and Tell (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand129 years 3 months ago
StoryLines in the Sand (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand129 years 3 months ago
StoryThe further adventures of Stan -18 jeand79 years 3 months ago
StoryThe further adventures of Stan -17 jeand89 years 3 months ago
StoryAcknowledge and Remember Rhiannonw49 years 3 months ago
StoryPark Views markle29 years 3 months ago
StoryPatterns and Ploughshares Rhiannonw129 years 3 months ago
StoryBlithe Spirit Silver Spun Sand69 years 3 months ago
StoryThe further adventures of Stan -16 jeand99 years 3 months ago
StoryThe further adventures of Stan -15 jeand69 years 3 months ago
StoryA day to remember big stu39 years 3 months ago
StorySupermodel luigi_pagano69 years 3 months ago
StoryGod's Ten Commandments randy-johnson19 years 3 months ago
StoryThe further adventures of Stan -14 jeand69 years 3 months ago
StoryThe further adventures of Stan -13 jeand89 years 3 months ago
StorySong from York Reading - February 2013 (Poetry Monthly) hudsonmoon159 years 3 months ago

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No Mamihlapinatapai

… We cannot catch, and lock a look of empathy …

Alive now!

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Jesus died upon a cross so he could be friends with us, and forgive unrighteousness, help us live like him...
Gold cherry

Trumpeting

Bare bones stand lifeless, gaunt and sere – the wood is dark and drear. … a yellow blast is trumpeting from sparkling gold that spring is back –

‘Good’ Friday?

Ugly, unjust excruciating execution – ‘Good’ Friday? Bad Friday? Sad Friday? Day of gloom? … and so, it is Good Friday for it begat the Resurrection Sunday!

Palm Sunday (3)

The Ruler entered humble on a donkey – an untrained donkey that he could calm. The crowd praised now but soon abused, rejected this mighty, righteous...

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