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StoryThis Isn't a Dummy Run... Silver Spun Sand169 years 9 months ago
StoryYou Penny4athought39 years 9 months ago
StoryTo Glimpse a Butterfly Silver Spun Sand149 years 9 months ago
StoryKite Child MarciaMarcia29 years 10 months ago
StoryOne Man and his Dog Silver Spun Sand89 years 10 months ago
StoryBreaking the Ice Silver Spun Sand109 years 10 months ago
StoryFree (Poetry monthly) Deliberately Ev...159 years 10 months ago
StoryCharlie's Story - part 2 KiriKit49 years 10 months ago
Storywithin these walls MarciaMarcia69 years 10 months ago
StoryA Poet Answers MarciaMarcia49 years 10 months ago
Storylook away ..... .... ... .. . . . . . ."Poetry Monthly" MarciaMarcia189 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Old Man and the Sea luigi_pagano109 years 10 months ago
StoryCharlie's Story KiriKit89 years 10 months ago
StoryLooking After A & E... (IP) Silver Spun Sand149 years 10 months ago
Storya poet answers 2 MarciaMarcia29 years 10 months ago
Blog entryPoetry Monthly VeraClark19 years 10 months ago
StoryBlack Friday Philip Sidney149 years 10 months ago
StoryBreathed - (poetry monthly) Bee379 years 11 months ago
Storyrunning in the rain Deliberately Ev...279 years 11 months ago

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My stories

“Never-be-s”

A Poet Answers “I Have An Imaginary Daughter” by Lavadis “ Never-be-s” by MarciaMarcia to open....peek and inward....reach begins a tethered grasp...

What of Love’s

What of Love’s. (Poetry monthly) By MarciaMarcia What of Love’s affair artist and muse, imagined, inanimate, spirit or flesh, caught in a moment’s...
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What I Don’t Understand Is

What I don’t understand is... what I don’t understand is how a Congress, made up, of the people, by the people and for the people, can splinter and...
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Easy Sax. By MarciaMarcia

Easy Sax easy Sax you are not so easy making movement in soulful scale rising piercing silence you tug at the senses arousing longings which touch a...
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The Color of Light. by MarciaMarcia

The Color of Light. ( Poetry Monthly) I heard today that she had given in to fears and insecurity allowing cover to envelop her light and beckon...

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