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A Reactionary Puss

An uncooperative pet.

The Ocean

I can taste the salt coming from the spray of the high tides Ocean as its waves break against the rocks. As I watch the children play, unbeknownst to...

The Divine Exchange

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Memory flashes of happiness gone, now only ashes – dry, dreary, alone. Bestowing a crown, see grace, beauty...
Cherry

Break the Child: Chapter Twenty-Six: Me and Little Andy

Chapter Twenty-Six Me and Little Andy I’ve got a boyfriend, even seeing it written down in this diary looks odd. Me, with a real, proper, boyfriend,...
Cherry

Aurora

I stood on a mound of dew kissed blades of grass Overlooking the lake. The reflection of the lights dancing On the waters ripples were like that of...
Gold cherry

Vocations

Since vocation Sunday was coming up, Mrs Doyle thought we were old enough to ask the question, ‘What do you want to do when you grow up?’ She was a...
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Going Viral: Lockdown Meltdown

Ten weeks since the world went viral And I'm in a downward spiral So far tech has kept me going But my discontent is growing Had to give up going...
Cherry

Memories of May in North Pembrokeshire

Spring squill’s blue starlets sparkle the cliff’s stunted turf, salt in the air as the waves crash below, sea winds shaking out mental cobwebs,...
Cherry

How To Be Authentic

Contains a small amount of swearing.

Watching Julia Napping In The Late Afternoon

When will she wake again? Not yet I hope. Except for a tick, a tremble, a sigh. For I like to watch the slats of ever softer light Edge up her body...
Cherry

You arrive at the dinner party at midnight

and don't apologise for being late, you help yourself to a bread roll from the basket on the side leftover from the starters. A man I don't know is...

Break the Child: Chapter Twenty-Five ...2 Gooshy to the Max

I’d been so busy laughing at Danny that we’d walked right past the bus stop. It meant walking another mile to get home. I was glad. We’d lapsed into...

Break the Child: Chapter Twenty-Five: To Prank or Not to Prank

Chapter Twenty-Five: To Prank or not to Prank Everybody left the school grounds in twos or threes or tens. Sal and Mel had to go because they had...

Money For The Circus 11

Yes, there's more... Oh, well. Image source flickr.com no known copyright restrictions.

View from my window

I watched the trees from my window, leaves trampolined on kind winds, their honey smiles

Classifieds

Second-hand Column For Sale: Vintage. One owner. Sports Model. Year of Manufacture; 1975. High mileage open road. Regular services. Paintwork damage...

Home Sweet Home

Don't those adverts make you want to punch the screen?

The Dance

‘Hi you.’ ‘Hi.’ ‘How’ve you been?’ ‘Fine, good. You? ‘Fine.’ ‘I’m glad.’ ‘It’s been a while.’ ‘I know.’ ‘I’ve missed you.’ ‘Me too, you.’ ‘You look...
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