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StoryPrayer for the Common Man Silver Spun Sand1210 years 4 weeks ago
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StoryOn the parable … (Luke 11:5–9) Rhiannonw1210 years 4 weeks ago
StorySweet Bun Hidden Fruit Puzzle! (IP) Rhiannonw1310 years 4 weeks ago
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StorySomething I Said Silver Spun Sand810 years 4 weeks ago
StoryDreams into … Rising from the … (IP) Rhiannonw1110 years 4 weeks ago
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StoryCommunication – thoughtful language, not just words (IP) Rhiannonw410 years 1 month ago
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StoryPanic Unnecessary Bee2710 years 1 month ago
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StoryDear John Bee1410 years 1 month ago
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StoryOn my laptop I'm tapping (Rhyme) well-wisher310 years 1 month ago
StoryAugust Rhiannonw810 years 1 month ago
StoryA Piece of Cake Bee2510 years 1 month ago

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Mesmerised

[This is a revision of a piece I posted some years ago, and based on a Welsh poem called ‘Y Gwenci’ (The Weasel) by R Williams Parry, that I liked very much (content and poetic skill) in my childhood.] “I stood transfixed, just stared ahead, I could not move my gaze or tremble, shake …

Helping Recall?

Some have strong eidetic memory (photographic) – useful for Kim’s game and for ‘ Where is my key?’ (viewing detail of places seen); some use mnemonic...

Twister

Funnel swirling winds whirling twirling twister reaching down, sucking up dust and debris, buildings’ buster, chucking pieces further, rushing fast,...

The sailors in Jonah's boat

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] The sailors, frightened in the storm, found idol-gods dead, deaf to cries. The real, true God they had not known, and guilty Jonah sleeping lies … Must they throw Jonah overboard? – surprising will of One who saves …

A sweeping saga remembered!

We were living in a tied-cottage (just a house really!) but it came with the job, and come the end of term, my husband brightly suggested he’d … where had the brush stuck?!

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