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StoryI Am your Dad Richard L. Prov...413 years 1 month ago
StorySum valiswaverider413 years 2 months ago
StoryDaydreaming skinner_jennifer1813 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Lighthouse Richard L. Prov...213 years 3 months ago
StoryJesus Loves You mcscraic113 years 3 months ago
StoryThose Were the Days... Silver Spun Sand1813 years 3 months ago
StoryVanilla, a Choice of Season Richard L. Prov...413 years 4 months ago
StorySunday sorrow Mummy Penguin713 years 4 months ago
StoryEarly in the Year. Luly Whisper613 years 5 months ago
StoryNature's Songs L G Meadows613 years 5 months ago
StoryAttempts at Haiku. ScoZen1813 years 5 months ago
StoryDisasters Rhiannonw213 years 6 months ago

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My stories

Why did he say … he is the true Vine? (6)

Each branch that’s linked and connected – nourishment flows … some may appear a part of the Vine … unattached, fall away …

Autumn Hush and Dash (IP)

Summer sward now lies forlorn neglected, soggy autumn lawn, mounds of rotting apples, slushy on the ground, a bounty, mushy (crawling insects,...

Toddler Art

I like to use a crayon – it makes a mark, and then I take it round, and up and down, – and push it back again. I’ve got a lot of colours. I like to...

Elusive Woodland Birds

Soggy wood, early autumn bounty: seeds and insects, spiders’ webs, mixed tall tree tangle, whistling tweets surround up high, social gathering; necks...
Cherry

Familiarity breeds contempt (IP)

“What is it?”*, they said – extraordinary food, collected each morning (and tasting so good) from the ground all around on six mornings, and then...

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