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The Golden Fleece (Ghost Walk) Part Two of Two
Part One at: https://www.abctales.com/story/marandina/golden-fleece-ghost-walk-part-o... The Golden Fleece (Ghost Walk) Part Two of Two For a split...
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The Golden Fleece (Ghost Walk) Part One of Two
Leads on from: https://www.abctales.com/story/marandina/golden-fleece-part-two-two The Golden Fleece (Ghost Walk) Part One of Two I watched as Alice...
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Carols at Midnight
Carols at Midnight Light from a votive candle flickers – candescent, smells of incense permeate the pews. Beyond a prayer book stone floor seems...
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Santa Pause
Santa Pause John Jones hated his name, its mundanity matched only by the inane notion of Christmas. In truth, it hadn’t always been this way. A...
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Christmas Skies
An homage to John Betjeman and inspired by his poem written in 1954 called ‘Christmas’ Christmas Skies Chiming church-bells peal from afar, summoning...
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I'll have a look, Di.
Posted on Tue, 15 Jul 2025
I'll have a look, Di.
"It was fine mum.." is a reply to "How was the trip?"
I've now italicised semi-wilderness as a signpost so the reference is clearer.
The cottage is based on a real property on Brean Beach which...
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"Can you die inside a dream?
Posted on Thu, 10 Jul 2025
"Can you die inside a dream?
And will you be found
inside the layers of a tiger’s bite?"
Supposedly you can. Best not to test the theory.
That's a miasma of thoughts and feelings captured within the lines of this poem...
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It's best not to let
Posted on Fri, 11 Jul 2025
It's best not to let Trumpenstein get to you/Alfred. He's a clown masqerading as the US President. He's now threatening Putin with tariffs if no peace deal is reached with Ukraine within 50 days. Of course, the Ruskies just laugh at DT's rhetoric...
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"...a yearning leaves upon
Posted on Thu, 10 Jul 2025
"...a yearning leaves upon your face
to be out there by weather tossed."
What a beautiful poem and very much written in a classical way.
So skilfully done, Rhiannon. I enjoyed this one, in particular.
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The style of the poem made me
Posted on Mon, 07 Jul 2025
The style of the poem made me think of Kipling [Echoes of "If" even with the serious subject explored here].
A very skilfully executed piece of work.
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Ah...we remember them all.
Posted on Sun, 06 Jul 2025
Ah...we remember them all. Quite poignant reading this on the 7th birthday of my beloved ginger toms - Travis & Perkins. A lovely read. Thanks for sharing the memory, Jenny.
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Let's hope a better America
Posted on Tue, 01 Jul 2025
Let's hope a better America emerges from its current mess. Sadly, his term in office has a way to go yet. Who knows where will all be when the Trumpmeister is finally done.
Good on Alfred Muggins for contiuing to call out the Orange...
Read full commentPosted in Chronicles Of Trumpenstein : The Progress Of The Trumplings by Alfred N.Muggins, Armchair Reporter
That's a powerful lamentation
Posted on Fri, 27 Jun 2025
That's a powerful lamentation and an apt metaphor.
Grieving for an animal is tough. I think it's because they are so vulnerable and dependant on us. There's a feeling of inevitable guilt that comes with everything else.
A...
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It reads like an elegy. I
Posted on Sun, 29 Jun 2025
It reads like an elegy. I imagine after living a life like that, time was called sometime in the past.
You bring him to life in a warm, relatable way. Definitely an empathetic account despite his flaws.
[Yes, the Scots of Glasgow do...
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Thanks for reading, T.
Posted on Tue, 01 Jul 2025
Thanks for reading, T.
Service stations off motorways are really black holes that people disappear through and return from when it's time to resume their journey.
Would I lie about this? (Well...yes...probably)
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