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StoryChristmas Crumb smokejack19 years 4 months ago
StoryPuzzle: Politically Correct Charades well-wisher29 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Scarecrow and The Snowman (Nursery Rhyme) well-wisher29 years 4 months ago
StoryOVERDIZZED moonphish49 years 4 months ago
StoryLiberty london_calling79119 years 4 months ago
StoryAbout My Daughter... Silver Spun Sand149 years 4 months ago
StorySunday Fire mrpeterjthomas49 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Tired Man mrpeterjthomas29 years 4 months ago
StoryNeither a Broker nor a Banker luigi_pagano69 years 4 months ago
StoryINVISIBLE PAINT moonphish49 years 4 months ago
StoryDay 10 Horseinabathtub29 years 4 months ago
StoryIroning Unironed Silver Spun Sand69 years 4 months ago
StoryPlus Ça Change luigi_pagano109 years 4 months ago
StoryPlease don't touch me Deliberately Ev...119 years 4 months ago
StorySick and Tired FallenAngel29 years 4 months ago
StoryWhen Dad Reads The Christmas List trevor_mossop19 years 4 months ago
StoryYou buddyboy39 years 4 months ago
StoryAt The Café Bee179 years 4 months ago
StoryPreparing to Meet Your Goliath Silver Spun Sand129 years 4 months ago
StoryCompleting the Circle (Poetry Monthly) Rhiannonw49 years 4 months ago
StoryTrump 2k16 (Or, Why I'm So Afraid Of Terrorism) melanievillani39 years 4 months ago
StoryA Man without Reason smokejack79 years 4 months ago
StoryIt's Awkward, You know, When You Know Sooz006199 years 4 months ago
StoryEmptied Lands … Rhiannonw279 years 4 months ago
StoryTorch Play … Rhiannonw109 years 4 months ago

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Now and Then and Now Again...

1 Though still within our infancy, we strive to thrive, but woefully we flash and flaunt our 'primacy', display our trophies pridefully. Our terra...

The Sky to be Born (Sean Elyot)

I thought this was beautiful! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t5EGD6GlXqU

At Heaven's Gate

. THE MEETING Alone one night neath lantern light, I trudged a weary mile. Forlorn, I went with shoulders bent (the storms around me howled) until I...

The Lonely Spirit

Midst sweet perfume of youthful bloom, the lonely spirit wars, often cries, and sometimes dies in quest of her amour.

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