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StoryBiomimetics 2: “Shrilk” Rhiannonw1210 years 9 months ago
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StoryGood Grief EB1310 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Marigold and the Rose hilary west410 years 9 months ago
StoryAt Surf's End socialeaf810 years 9 months ago
StoryBiomimetics Rhiannonw610 years 9 months ago
StoryBlanche and Helen - 6 the Meeting (continued) and Compstall Festival jeand410 years 9 months ago
StoryGrimm Fun (Poetry Monthly) Rhiannonw1110 years 9 months ago
StoryBlanche and Helen - 5 another Meeting jeand610 years 9 months ago
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StoryComforted and comforting Rhiannonw410 years 10 months ago

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His face shone, transfigured … Why?

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] His face shone like the sun, his clothes as white as light - his deity and glory shown: an awesome, dazzling...

Effort & View

Black Mountain Ridge sweeps down to quiet Olchon valley – dead end, springing to life! ‘Our path’s up there.’ “Oh! maybe we’ll have lunch half way up...
Cherry

AS* eye-contact progress

[age about 5 ]: I cannot catch his glance, his eye – I wonder why? … and the day the day-old father met his daughter‘s gaze in a hand-held head.
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Love … protects, trusts, hopes, perseveres

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] … And show that you really believe that it’s possible they could reach a bit better standard of loving …

What Dreams?

His megalomanic dreams of power … Her dreams of fame … He dreamed of usefulness … they softly trod

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