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StoryForgotten Lake Richard L. Prov...514 years 9 months ago
StoryGod is on Our Side Richard L. Prov...214 years 9 months ago
StoryLost and Found - a song amlee414 years 9 months ago
StoryI Am your Dad Richard L. Prov...414 years 9 months ago
StorySum valiswaverider414 years 10 months ago
StoryDaydreaming skinner_jennifer1814 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Lighthouse Richard L. Prov...214 years 11 months ago
StoryJesus Loves You mcscraic114 years 11 months ago
StoryThose Were the Days... Silver Spun Sand1814 years 11 months ago
StoryVanilla, a Choice of Season Richard L. Prov...414 years 11 months ago
StorySunday sorrow Mummy Penguin715 years 2 days ago
StoryEarly in the Year. Luly Whisper615 years 3 weeks ago
StoryNature's Songs L G Meadows615 years 4 weeks ago
StoryAttempts at Haiku. ScoZen1815 years 1 month ago
StoryDisasters Rhiannonw215 years 2 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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