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StoryChristmas Present hilary west1110 years 9 months ago
StoryChristmas Past hilary west510 years 9 months ago
StoryA Tactical Retreat luigi_pagano410 years 9 months ago
StoryListen up big stu110 years 9 months ago
StoryThe ones I love valiswaverider110 years 9 months ago
StoryThe trip - part 4 jeand1510 years 9 months ago
StoryTHE AWFUL TRUTH moonphish610 years 9 months ago
StoryWhere the Seabirds Fly Silver Spun Sand1210 years 9 months ago
StoryFLESH OR MIND moonphish410 years 9 months ago
StoryPure Heart (Calon Lân) Rhiannonw610 years 9 months ago
StoryLost! (Poetry Monthly??) Rhiannonw1110 years 9 months ago
Storymummy I miss you Deliberately Ev...910 years 9 months ago
StorySnowdrop iris610 years 9 months ago
StoryDaddy's Girl Curtis Ray Jones310 years 9 months ago
Story‘Rhiannon’ (IP) Rhiannonw410 years 9 months ago
StoryPeople Smugglers Rhiannonw2010 years 9 months ago
StoryYou're Not Welcome Here jolono1810 years 9 months ago
StoryA Shuffling Up. london_calling79410 years 9 months ago
StoryScarecrow Poem response to comment ... Shannan410 years 9 months ago
StoryBurning Question big stu110 years 9 months ago
StoryVery Worrying ( VW ) big stu210 years 9 months ago
StoryIt's Only Me, Mrs. Jenkins Silver Spun Sand610 years 9 months ago
StoryHome rosaliekempthorne210 years 9 months ago
Story“The joy of an Indian summer*” Rhiannonw1510 years 9 months ago
StoryPoet to his Muse Silver Spun Sand1210 years 9 months ago

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My stories

Cherry

The Gift

The gift was promised, needed, awaited by some; wanted, longed for, improbable solution appropriate, powerful to solve, effective to emancipate,...

‘Have a chocolate?’

She gave me a box of chocolates: “Have one with me”, I said. The paper was stuck, unpeeled it, and what a sight there was to see! …
Cherry

Pitch Black

How often have you ‘seen’ full darkness of the night? … running, stumbling, helpless, humbling …

“I did it my way”

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] 'I liked to drink and mess about, with no-one to restrain, I did it my way, soon found out it led to sadness...

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