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StoryI’m no good at cooking while talking (IP) Rhiannonw810 years 1 day ago
StoryConsequences - Chapter 20 jeand510 years 2 days ago
StoryNovember Rhiannonw910 years 2 days ago
StoryConsequences - Chapter 19 jeand510 years 2 days ago
StorySummer cjm210 years 2 days ago
StoryLegacy EB1310 years 2 days ago
StoryJoyride Silver Spun Sand1210 years 3 days ago
StoryInsect on the Ceiling Jane Hyphen610 years 3 days ago
StoryHot Air, Cold Showers (IP) Rhiannonw410 years 3 days ago
StoryConsequences - Chapter 18 jeand410 years 3 days ago
StoryA Sweet Tooth luigi_pagano610 years 4 days ago
StoryPress On Rhiannonw210 years 4 days ago
StorySeared Feelings (IP) Rhiannonw810 years 5 days ago
StoryConsequences - Chapter 16-17 jeand710 years 5 days ago
StoryThe further adventures of Stan -21 -the end jeand810 years 5 days ago
StoryOn My Soap Box (Poetry Monthly) luigi_pagano2410 years 6 days ago
StoryLondon, then and now (IP) Rhiannonw1310 years 6 days ago
StoryConsequences - Chapter 15 jeand610 years 6 days ago
StoryComeuppance Rhiannonw210 years 1 week ago
StoryConsequences - Chapters 13-14 jeand710 years 1 week ago
StoryTables Turned Angela McCrimmon210 years 1 week ago
StoryRocking Rocking forest_for_ever210 years 1 week ago
StoryThe further adventures of Stan -20 - penultimate chapter jeand810 years 1 week ago
StoryThe further adventures of Stan -19 jeand810 years 1 week ago
StoryKiss and Tell (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand1210 years 1 week ago

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My stories

“good poetry objectifies feeling”

Comments welcomed as I’m not sure I’ve got this concept clear!

Lasting Light

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] So many think enlightenment will come with education. They’re itching for excitement but often find...

Healing or Provoking

Impetuous words flung out to hurt can’t be recalled like hoovering dirt; internet reader rushing to blurt …
Cherry

Inter-tidal life

This was written for my children long ago, to try to capture the underwater scene change. I posted it some time ago as simply ‘Seashore’, but thought it was worth reposting for the August topic of Poetry monthly.

I have God

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] More than mercy, more than insight, more than comfort, love and grace … Through all turmoil, through all pressure, and when foolishly I fall … I have God, and with him all.

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