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Silas Nash Book !: Hush Hush Honeysuckle. Chapter Thirty B

Nash and Renshaw avoided contaminating evidence in Amanda Keys’ kitchen. Nash felt ill. This one was on him, and he felt the burden of guilt pressing...
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Another World

It’s getting dark down and a fox sniffs a picture of stillness a bear lurches down the trail both cubs glued to her side her breath like a torch for...
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Stirring Forest

As Autumn turns to Winter's chill, forest hunger draws us where fallen dead leaves scrunch beneath boots. Whispered breath of timid deer in brushwood...
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Poem of the week

Extra in a B-Movie Western

They say that God looks like John Wayne...
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The Feast Problem (2)

The porridge crew, myself, Alun, Gaving Hestfuhrer and the mainland knnning took our seats. Igor, the boatman’s hunchback assistant had kindly agreed...
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Story of the week

The Feast Problem (1)

I was woken at 6.30 one morning by a hammering on my back door. I quickly dressed and hurried downstairs to find Alun in an excited mood. “It’s the...
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The sounds of rain

Rain ground-pounding lashing, lightning flashing booming sound of thunder crashing – winds howling gales bashing rifting, lifting, water standing,...
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Poem of the week
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You Never Said

For someone I loved a long time ago, you know.
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The Hawk at Rejerrah

In the neap tide lane near Rejerrah, close to dark as we travel, a March full moon rises to conquer the landscape. And an unbidden hawk decides to...
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My Village School

My Village School Often I look at my infancy seeking out the treasures of fancy the way I had begun to be one to learn a lesson and the prior period...
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Lying Eyes (Bring Out Your Dead series - Part 33)

Amber and Archibald might have restored the body to the coffin but there are still questions to be answered!
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Feathers Without Hope

Dear diary...poem about discovering a bird with a broken wing in a storm, on St Pete's Beach in Florida back in the early 90s. I recount brief...
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The Woollen Mill Problem

I was woken at 6.30 one morning by a hammering on my back door. I quickly dressed and hurried downstairs to find Alun in an exasperated mood. “It’s...
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A poem for a pairing

The sun stretches it’s way across the living room, long shadows reaching out to say good morning, the kettle clicks, boiled. Steam gently rising,...
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Norwich Cathedral La La La

We were only there for minutes, Nine of us on the patch of grass outside. Norwich is a perfect city for stag-dos, it is so much better than Bristol,...
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Miller

A film is in production based on the life of Lee Miller, fashion model and war photographer. It will be terrible, although it should be brilliant given the subject matter. Anyway, I wrote this: written quasi-ekphrastically about a number of Miller-taken photographs and one of Miller taken by someone else. Anyway, for once, I've explained one. Image source wikimedia, licence CC-by SA 4.0
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"The Coffee House Spy" 12

Brent’s heart squeezed with pain seeing his brother’s life resigned to a dozen labeled boxes and his furniture and mementos tossed haphazardly into...
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