Frances Macaulay Forde

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StoryDesertification (published poem) Frances Macaula...010 years 10 months ago
StorySomewhere I Belong V.C.Willow2010 years 10 months ago
StoryFlood (poem) Frances Macaula...410 years 11 months ago
StoryCoffee Cinquain Frances Macaula...210 years 11 months ago
StoryBENCH amlee510 years 11 months ago
StorySquandered amlee210 years 11 months ago
StoryRuined amlee710 years 11 months ago
StorySmack Talk Frances Macaula...110 years 11 months ago
Storypoetic decay breather111 years 5 months ago
StoryThe 70' in one poem. Is this a poem? breather211 years 5 months ago
StoryPublished alex_tomlin911 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Great Escape (very Short Story) Frances Macaula...311 years 6 months ago
StoryTurning the page (poem) Frances Macaula...311 years 6 months ago
Forum topicAmerica's Next Author tcook411 years 6 months ago
StoryAfterlife alex_tomlin1211 years 6 months ago
Blog entryOf Course You Can Meet The Queen tcook2811 years 8 months ago
StoryAnzac threeleafshamrock912 years 3 days ago
StoryNo One Can Ever Love You Like I Do (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1612 years 3 days ago
StoryThe Man with the Fish Tattoo Silver Spun Sand1812 years 2 weeks ago
StoryChild of Mine Silver Spun Sand1512 years 2 weeks ago
StoryWasps fatboy742312 years 2 weeks ago
StoryButcher Boy ( Part 23, Reunion) jolono2112 years 1 month ago
StoryMOBILES (poem) Frances Macaula...312 years 1 month ago
Story7.45am to Central. ScoZen1612 years 2 months ago
Forum topicCall for creative writing submissions dukkejuice112 years 2 months ago

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My stories

Moment of Birth

My Darling One you are so new helpless - yet so strong! You didn't really need the Doctor quiding you along... Now I know how every mother feels at...

Lakeside on Campus

I’m sitting here next to the lake listening to the Magpie’s talk, the Wood Ducks peep, the fountains filter their water. This is the first entry into...
Cherry

Wardrobe Mistress

I stood in front of the wardrobe we shared and stared and stared. I had just seen her with overalls down below her knees, your familiar bare bum...

Unconditional

That moment when I realized you weren’t asleep, I couldn’t cry. I wanted to, thought I should, but I couldn’t shed tears for all those years when I...

Tall Tree Tanka

Unfortunately too many enjoy trying to fell tall trees when they should be hugged. We need to learn to look up. Frances Macaulay Forde © 2014

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