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StoryBacking up! Rhiannonw811 years 2 days ago
StoryThe Wanderlust Lady and the Door to Door Salesman - 4 jeand811 years 2 days ago
StoryIn the Garden Room Bee2211 years 3 days ago
StoryPoor Old Charley skinner_jennifer811 years 3 days ago
StoryLoss Of Face skinner_jennifer811 years 3 days ago
StoryLove skinner_jennifer1111 years 3 days ago
StoryThe Wanderlust Lady and the Door to Door Salesman - 3 jeand811 years 3 days ago
StoryThe Wanderlust Lady and the Door to Door Salesman - 2 jeand811 years 3 days ago
StoryThe Wanderlust Lady and the Door to Door Salesman - 1 jeand1511 years 3 days ago
StoryThe Silence of the Summit (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand611 years 4 days ago
StoryThe Ballad of Muddy Puddles hudsonmoon711 years 4 days ago
StoryDecalogue – Ten Words (IP) Rhiannonw611 years 4 days ago
StoryThe End and Beginning of the Day Rhiannonw411 years 5 days ago
StoryApril Showers : Part One. hilary west511 years 6 days ago
StoryThe Broken Mirror in the Pool's Reflection : The Bible as Myth and the Gospels as Mystic Magic hilary west311 years 6 days ago
StoryBrief Eclipse Of Time loquaciousicity411 years 6 days ago
StoryTen Things I Love... Silver Spun Sand1111 years 6 days ago
StoryAt motorway services (IP) Rhiannonw611 years 1 week ago
StoryA glimpse of life in the fast-lane Rhiannonw1011 years 1 week ago
StoryPhantom Freakout jeand411 years 1 week ago
StoryAyr at the fair. Weefatfella511 years 1 week ago
StoryA Frenzy of Envy (IP) Rhiannonw911 years 1 week ago
StoryApril Showers : Part Three (Conclusion) hilary west411 years 1 week ago
Story'Let's Start Again' Rhiannonw711 years 1 week ago
StoryTradesman - revised Deliberately Ev...811 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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