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StoryDreckly (Part One) Angusfolklore28 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Slippery World of Superstition Angusfolklore18 years 10 months ago
StoryDeep and Crisp and Even (Conclusion) Angusfolklore18 years 11 months ago
StoryDeep and Crisp and Even (Part 1) Angusfolklore48 years 11 months ago
StoryCaptain Kidd, Accidental Pirate? Dundonian? Angusfolklore59 years 2 weeks ago
StoryComfy Cosy Angusfolklore59 years 5 months ago
StoryUrien Angusfolklore09 years 5 months ago
StoryWitches of Brechin Angusfolklore19 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Forfar Witches Angusfolklore39 years 6 months ago
StoryHoodie Angusfolklore39 years 6 months ago
StoryFAQ Angusfolklore39 years 6 months ago
StoryBourtree and Broom Angusfolklore39 years 7 months ago
StoryThose Who Cut The Holly Tree Angusfolklore69 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Battle of Nechtansmere, 685 A.D. Angusfolklore49 years 7 months ago
CollectionPoems of the Dark Ages Angusfolklore09 years 7 months ago
StoryPhantom Drummer of the Ogilvys Angusfolklore09 years 7 months ago
StoryMelgund Castle Angusfolklore39 years 7 months ago
CollectionFolklore of Angus (or Forfarshire) in Scotland Angusfolklore09 years 7 months ago

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Cherry

The Crone

By Angusfolklore on Sat, 14 Sep 2019

I heard the crone with the besom before dawn every morning, idly in action on the hill , sweeping without hope the red gold copper tide of autumn...
Poem
Certificate PG
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The Coracle Oracle

By Angusfolklore on Sat, 14 Sep 2019

Uncalled for, after he’d gone, his boat made its rudderless journey home. Just big enough for him alone, a bobbing empty shell from which the kernel...
Poem
Certificate PG
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Cherry

Windsock at the Cheese Factory

By Angusfolklore on Fri, 13 Sep 2019

There is a windsock at the cheese factory to warn when the cheddar cheese breeze is blowing far too hard, to mark our cards about low-flying...
Poem
Certificate U
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A Ghost Is Born

By Angusfolklore on Thu, 29 Aug 2019

I am a gasp of wind which wants to beg admittance, having no ambition but to be inside, where she waits, her who can see what is not there and stares...
Poem
Certificate PG
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Cherry

Green Man

By Angusfolklore on Sun, 25 Aug 2019

What you thought a living halo of ivy amid the woodwork, was sandstone carved at a dizzy cathedral height, laureate head disgorging greenery, still...
Poem
Certificate PG

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