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StoryParkinson's Awareness Week Please read Approx 638 words Denzella1814 years 2 months ago
StoryBedouin Blues Richard L. Prov...114 years 2 months ago
StoryParkinson's Awareness Week - Please read - Approx 1230 words Denzella1414 years 2 months ago
StoryIdentity northernchick114 years 2 months ago
StoryToo clever to see (IP) Rhiannonw814 years 2 months ago
StoryTrying to Write a Story whilst being Politically Correct! jolono2614 years 2 months ago
StoryTwo 5-7-5s : Crow & Raven hilary west214 years 2 months ago
StoryLady at the Piano Silver Spun Sand1314 years 2 months ago
StoryWhy ‘Good’ Friday? Rhiannonw214 years 3 months ago
StoryUpon the cross … Rhiannonw214 years 3 months ago
StoryBlue Zebras Silver Spun Sand1414 years 3 months ago
StoryForgive Me? Edenfalls1414 years 3 months ago
StoryJudas Iscariot, thief Rhiannonw214 years 3 months ago
StoryPretty Stormy well-wisher314 years 3 months ago
StoryMorning has Broken skinner_jennifer1914 years 3 months ago
StoryApril Rising Silver Spun Sand514 years 3 months ago
StoryHe died while young … Rhiannonw914 years 3 months ago
StoryNow Blossoms the Magnolia (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1014 years 3 months ago
StoryBEING A BOY KizWiz414 years 3 months ago
StoryEaster Sunday Rhiannonw214 years 3 months ago
StoryGood Friday Rhiannonw214 years 3 months ago
StorySpring not Sprung L G Meadows214 years 3 months ago
StoryBuried Pride prettyrose414 years 3 months ago
StoryPoem for a Granddaughter Silver Spun Sand2114 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Garden threeleafshamrock1414 years 3 months ago

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Up Brown Clee Hill

… highest hill in Shropshire (20/1/16) At home, hoar-frosted trees against the milky, misty fog, drive north, the scene clears, blue sky; venture...

Reasons to Praise

[Continuing the idea of a hymn on Sundays] Wholehearted praise, through all my days; reflective gaze, on all your ways: creation beautiful I see, and...

Semi-nonsense Consonance

A tribute to the attributes attributed that day to the tribune, in the tribunal which studied the affray of tribulation, trouble in the tribe that...

Real prayer ?

So is it to yourself you pray, or words up to the ceiling say? do you just bow towards the ground, enacting for your friends around? …

Mid-winter wander

[Gaunt brooms scratching blue sky … embedded spear heads, spiky patches … wild snowdrops are coming!]

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