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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

Painting with a,b,c, …

Arranging letters , weaving sound … Well that’s the aim, we can but try, and hope that what is in the frame be understood, pleasure supply.

Poor Dad! (IP)

Hungry on holiday kids’ tummies sad end of a jolly day, – ‘Where’s the chippie, Dad?’ Driving up and all around, ‘Stop, Dad, ask a passer-by’ ‘Need a local on home ground

The Times they are A-Changing (IP)

… The stuffy indoor atmosphere, and sluggish thoughts and tension escape into the stratosphere and clear the comprehension …
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Biomimetics

The yellow desert scorpion survives when sand whirls, whips; electo-microscopy has shown fine detail that equips and halves the rate of sand-erosion (checked out by computer simulation)

Jewels in the Tarmac (IP)

A treasured time when school is out, morning lie-ins, laze about; those treasured days, start of new terms, Mum’s ‘window’ 9-3 returns. A treasured time when health’s renewed,

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