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Storylets start again - new poem maisie312 years 9 months ago
Storythoughts, story lines etc.... bits i can add later - leggings 14 maisie012 years 9 months ago
Storyno title yet... maisie212 years 9 months ago
StorySnew! maisie312 years 9 months ago
Storyhow to claim a title... maisie012 years 9 months ago
StoryIP the world died etc... maisie012 years 9 months ago
StoryHappy Bits maisie012 years 9 months ago
Storyhttp://PoetrySuperHighway.com/PoetLinks maisie012 years 9 months ago
Storyeek! maisie112 years 9 months ago
Storydraft pome - Visit from the Auditors maisie112 years 9 months ago
StoryGeneral Appeal maisie012 years 9 months ago
Storydraft - no.1 maisie012 years 9 months ago
StoryDucks maisie012 years 9 months ago
StoryEarly Morning Tragedy.... a first draft fun! maisie112 years 9 months ago
StoryFirst chapter of a book idea. not named yet maisie212 years 9 months ago
StoryEnergy Ring! maisie212 years 9 months ago
StoryWork blues ;) highs and lows.. maisie212 years 11 months ago
StoryFor Silver Silver Spun Sand812 years 11 months ago
StoryBad Egg maisie212 years 11 months ago
StoryPOEM: A Love That Knows No Bounds. KPHVampireWriter412 years 11 months ago
StoryI could kiss him forever Pink Lady112 years 11 months ago
StoryGladys Bettess ralph412 years 11 months ago
StoryHalf Laugh pkroutray212 years 11 months ago
Storythe trigger a.lesser.thing312 years 11 months ago
StorySerita, I say your sari is beautiful.. littleditty1312 years 11 months ago

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My stories

the bench

The Bench. I saw the sun rise, from the bench at the core of the garden. The first beams of light span out like a half turned wheel - exploded the...
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Leggings: bad nites - bench

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Night falls: the old man and the young boy are back. I can hear the clattering upstairs. The shrill white noise starts up earlier than usual. I'm...

Leggings: bad nites - present

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Now it's three thirty on a Sunday morning and its far from being well. There has been a hullabaloo, shouting voices, is it someone to do with the...

leggings - bad nites

There was a stillness about the air as I jogged towards the park entrance. The day I'd met Kitty came to mind, almost as much moisture in the air...

Leggings - my netbooks is temporary poorly.

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My little netbook is very poorly, makes me feel incredibly sad, leggings is in flux - the movements of ants towards the centre of the known universe...

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