amlee
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | What remains | amlee | 4 | 14 years 3 months ago |
| Story | No sky is big enough | amlee | 8 | 14 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Too Old For Ecstasy, Too Young For Lawn Bowls | amlee | 4 | 14 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Mrs Jones regrets | amlee | 4 | 14 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Sleeping in rollers | amlee | 4 | 14 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Honey You're Home! | amlee | 2 | 14 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Swallowing Barbed Wire | amlee | 9 | 14 years 8 months ago |
My stories
Memories of Our Unholiday
Where else could we worship but in chapels of rippling redwood heaven bound shafts, quiescent lifting our unquenchable praise of awe? Which bed could...
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Fear of Falling
Dare you stand toe-edged above eternal drop poised perfection as frozen fire crown centred to heaven soles glued to grassy earth a rod of steel sure...
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Good Wood
Warm wind blows gathering sparkling sand from desert dunes undulating endless unto horizons beyond comprehension Sizzled specks swirl in whistling...
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- 465 reads
Woman at the Well
She waits, as the others who throb at the thrill shed their spill of grateful tears at the shrine of their inspiring She was only there enquiring...
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Sacred Imprint
These waiting hills empty now but for the shriek of chill winds this bleakness of dung brown Wicklow rock undulating heavy with the weight of ancient...
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- 843 reads