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StoryThe Beauty in the Eye of the Beholder (IP) Rhiannonw610 years 8 months ago
StoryNight Visitor Bee1110 years 8 months ago
StoryTrip from Trinidad - part 2 - the end jeand210 years 8 months ago
StoryTrip from Trinidad - part 2 - back to Louise jeand410 years 8 months ago
StoryKite EB1410 years 8 months ago
StoryPushed Deliberately Ev...1210 years 8 months ago
StoryTrip from Trinidad - part 2 - by Ebeneezer jeand410 years 8 months ago
StoryAh, the Truffle catherine poarch610 years 8 months ago
StoryRed Devil Silver Spun Sand1010 years 8 months ago
StoryPersonal Instructor Rhiannonw410 years 8 months ago
StoryMaelstrom luigi_pagano410 years 8 months ago
StoryTrip from Trinidad - 11 - Nearly Home jeand210 years 8 months ago
StoryStanding Bee910 years 8 months ago
StoryPositive Thinking Bee2510 years 8 months ago
StoryA.M. Bee2110 years 8 months ago
StoryBreath Philip Sidney2010 years 8 months ago
Story'You've Been Framed!' (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand1210 years 8 months ago
StoryFlew a Bird catherine poarch1210 years 8 months ago
StoryFear Inside skinner_jennifer2210 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Goblin Queen Lil DeVille210 years 8 months ago
StoryLeafy lifecycle Rhiannonw910 years 8 months ago
StoryTrip from Trinidad - 10 The Tikklepennys jeand410 years 8 months ago
Story'Just One of those Things' Silver Spun Sand1110 years 8 months ago
StoryA Good Heart Bee2110 years 8 months ago
StoryContemplation … (Poetry Monthly) Rhiannonw610 years 8 months ago

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Gold cherry

Trumpeting

Bare bones stand lifeless, gaunt and sere – the wood is dark and drear. … a yellow blast is trumpeting from sparkling gold that spring is back –

‘Good’ Friday?

Ugly, unjust excruciating execution – ‘Good’ Friday? Bad Friday? Sad Friday? Day of gloom? … and so, it is Good Friday for it begat the Resurrection Sunday!

Palm Sunday (3)

The Ruler entered humble on a donkey – an untrained donkey that he could calm. The crowd praised now but soon abused, rejected this mighty, righteous...

Spirit's thirst

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] I’m thirsting for the love you bring, as in a lonely land … they turn a blind eye to your face and do not grasp your grace.

Growth Spurt

Springing forward to the sun … embryonic leaves enlarging through protective scales emerging from their winter hide-away now they seek the light of day …

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