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Empire State (Part 6 of 7): Devil in the Attic
Wicca ritual practices are often staged with followers in a sacred circle. Spells are cast to bring about changes in the real world. “The Summerland...
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A Bridge of Lies
It was the year of our Lord 1850 when my first sentence was given. My poor Mina had been transported this twelve months past. It was at the quarter...
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The Horses of Wooldale Road (Part 1 of 3)
The Horses of Wooldale Road (Part 1 of 3) In Norse mythology, it is said that the Norns spin the threads of fate at the foot of the tree of the world...
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Christmas Time
Silent reflections of latter day Saints, Kings and martyrs in Christian lore. Magi bearing gifts, led by a star, instructed by Herod, malevolence...
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Hibernal Solstice
Dark winter dawn broken by shards of sunlight beckoning the shortest day. A diurnal heraldry calling Jupiter and Saturn, a Christmas star forged by...
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"..and then the people
Posted on Fri, 05 Jan 2024
"..and then the people beneath the stars
who are also phantoms of sorts..."
Often the best poems come from simply observing life. There's a stillness to this, a watchful appreciation of another. There's a skill in moving that to...
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"..we soaked, dripped,
Posted on Sat, 06 Jan 2024
"..we soaked, dripped, dropped,
seeped right into the ground
to restore
its wetness,"
A perfect circle described so beautifully. There's a deftness to this that makes the poem so readable. Just lovely, Rhiannon. Paul
Read full commentPosted in Autobiography (but not mine!)
"Wind battering, rattling,
Posted on Wed, 03 Jan 2024
"Wind battering, rattling, howling,
thunder growling,
rain pounding, ground flooding,"
A tumultuous opening that captures a storm so well. And boy have we had some recently. They feel never ending. Maybe there are sunnier skies...
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Ooh that's a cliffhanger
Posted on Mon, 01 Jan 2024
Ooh that's a cliffhanger ending. I like this shift to sentience that's unravelling.
"You're more human than a human".
It's a compelling read. Keep going!
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"I am a woman of the mist,
Posted on Sat, 30 Dec 2023
"I am a woman of the mist, myself, now,
herding red deer on the trendle,"
A mystical reverie that transends the boundaries of mere language. Words are a beautiful thing. Just wonderful. Paul
Read full commentPosted in The Witches of Long Compton
You have captured the magic
Posted on Sat, 30 Dec 2023
You have captured the magic of Christmas Eve so well. How as young children, we would intend to stay awake and then, next thing, presents have arrived. Very lovely indeed, Rhiannon. Paul
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That's a fascinating read,
Posted on Thu, 28 Dec 2023
That's a fascinating read, Turlough.
I guess most people end up with a cocktail of accents etc with social mobility and people moving around. I wanted to learn some Russian via the Zoom meetings I had with my son when he lived in Moscow....
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"...to obtain a holiday, a
Posted on Sat, 23 Dec 2023
"...to obtain a holiday, a family celebration,
with leisure, and rest from
… hard work!"
I felt exhausted reading the first few lines. Hoping those final lines are how your Christmas panned out, Rhiannon. Paul
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"Blow away the lies, the
Posted on Fri, 22 Dec 2023
"Blow away the lies, the hatred,
hasty accusations, malice."
Vivid and evocative. Lovely work, Rhiannon. Paul
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"...guilty of hitting his
Posted on Sun, 24 Dec 2023
"...guilty of hitting his partner,
and said yes to the aardvark."
Nicely done, Luigi. A poem full of colour and imaginative story-telling. Happy New Year, to you. Paul
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