Rhiannonw

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StoryEarly in the Year. Luly Whisper614 years 3 months ago
StoryNature's Songs L G Meadows614 years 3 months ago
StoryAttempts at Haiku. ScoZen1814 years 3 months ago
StoryDisasters Rhiannonw214 years 4 months ago

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My stories

Grave Visit (IP)

Black boots, brown boots in a line … ‘Look sad, ’cos smiling’s not permitted’, John said, to make me laugh or squeak …
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What am I?

I have a special bubble in my bladder …
Cherry

A Bookworm Reflects

Text snapped by the retina emailed to the brain, recorded, considered, archived, and when needed again, hopefully retrievable from memory’s vault (if no technical fault). Shelves stuffed with volumes abandoned and dusty … mind cluttered … when the rubbish I’d thinned …
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East Dinmore and Bodenham Lakes

Burning sun, sheltered, silent wood, quiet stroll (one patch of squelchy mud), then hot open ride awhile, and back into dappling sunlight, butterfly...

To what? (IP)

They say: Don’t try to be a champion unless you get committed, don’t expect the accolade unless you’ve concentrated wholly, fully, all your hours,...
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