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StoryA Day in the Life... Silver Spun Sand1010 years 10 months ago
StoryIs she Poacher or Gamekeeper ? forest_for_ever010 years 10 months ago
StoryIn My Mind forest_for_ever110 years 10 months ago
StoryTomorrow is Another Day Bee1710 years 10 months ago
StoryBuffers forest_for_ever310 years 10 months ago
StoryYesterday Again forest_for_ever210 years 10 months ago
StoryKindred Spirit forest_for_ever110 years 10 months ago
StoryGambling My Life Away forest_for_ever210 years 10 months ago
CollectionMy Twighlight Days forest_for_ever010 years 10 months ago
StoryButtercups and Daisies Starfish Girl1410 years 10 months ago
StoryBelonging, Loyalty, Freedom and Independence (Late I.P.) 566 words Denzella810 years 10 months ago
StoryUnburden K. N. Thorn410 years 10 months ago
StoryMary Magdalen's Story jeand410 years 10 months ago
StoryAn Air Traffic Control Tower Somewhere in England! - A Monologue - 1222 words Denzella2011 years 1 month ago
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StoryThe Strangers on the Trains ( Part 9) jolono911 years 2 months ago
StorySparky Silver Spun Sand1011 years 9 months ago
StoryDyslexia as a societal issue affected by class and political will valiswaverider511 years 10 months ago
StorySilly Kissers Luke Neima1511 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Pond Of Life forest_for_ever211 years 10 months ago
StoryDave forest_for_ever012 years 1 week ago
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My stories

Never Satisfied

A tongue in cheek rant at the union battles of the sixties and seventies (fictional)

A Siren Sang Of Love

I refer to the beauty in a siren call and I mean only that in this poem of love.
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At Long Last

I was inspired by Onemorething and the piece he/she wrote. I always loved to walk the empty corridors after we had dismissed the children.
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Rediscovering Living

The first day of the school holidays when teachers and parents swap frowns and smiles. I have been on both sides and I say " let them both rest" My lot now and parents in September....

Can You Direct Me To Memory Lane?

Can You Direct Me To Memory Lane? On shifting sands An old man stands. Faded glitter of wealth Supplanted with fears for health. As each breath is...

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