Ladylily

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StoryFeather mist sweeps fells (haiku) TonyC2519 years 1 month ago
StoryPOETIC WHISPERS moonphish109 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Swan King. Ladylily69 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Grief of Gaziantep. Ladylily149 years 1 month ago
StoryWait a Little Longer rosaliekempthorne59 years 1 month ago
StoryCreation Richard L. Prov...49 years 2 months ago
StoryWell There You Are harveyjoseph39 years 2 months ago
StoryBlue Tit Ladylily29 years 2 months ago
StoryLast Night forest_for_ever39 years 2 months ago
StoryBermondsey to Basra Battlefronts. Ladylily39 years 2 months ago
Blog entryNEW! ABCtales Competition tcook179 years 3 months ago
StoryThis Moment. Ladylily29 years 3 months ago
StoryPoet on the Hill. Ladylily29 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Journey to End all Journeys (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand79 years 11 months ago
StoryMuse Pat G149 years 11 months ago
Story25/11/2015 Rashida29 years 11 months ago
StoryBlood is thicker than water celticman99 years 11 months ago
StoryA little Christmas sparkle (Christmas song) well-wisher29 years 11 months ago
StoryRupture (Poetry Monthly) Rhiannonw209 years 11 months ago
StoryWinter Solstice. Ladylily39 years 11 months ago

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My stories

Gold cherry

Promises of Spring.

A Robin, crotched patch of feathers, flush-blush red, preens, his reflection caresses sheets of virgin snow. Frosted limbs of a Cherry tree shine as...

Accents of Spring.

Spring giggles its ascension transforming to an ocean of coral. A visible silence erupts diminishing darkness to a sea of Gypsies kisses. Signature...
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Amira of Aleppo...Don't Forget Me...

Blasts, hotter than a dragon’s kiss, cindered aromas of cinnamon and cumin, pomegranates hang like shrunken heads. I stand in muffled silence, humble...

My Hopeless Heart.

The singing of Skylarks eases nothing, nor a sunset closing it’s orange eye, to be smothered in swirls of pearls. A hanging rose, a skeletoned body...

The Essence of the Rose.

Tiers...perfumed tincture of its central perfection, a mystic beauty. The maidens dance morn and noon, faeries jive the pale-faced moon. Rosa shines...

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