Silver Spun Sand

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StoryMary’s Tale Rhiannonw410 years 2 months ago
StoryA Bleak Interlude Rhiannonw1210 years 2 months ago
StoryNo Fairy Tale Silver Spun Sand210 years 2 months ago
Story'Girl by Moonlight' Silver Spun Sand810 years 2 months ago
StoryAbout My Daughter... Silver Spun Sand1410 years 2 months ago
StoryOne Man and his Dog Silver Spun Sand810 years 2 months ago
StoryEn los Jardines del cabo Noval Parson Thru510 years 2 months ago
StoryJosh Rimmer Jack Fritwell1610 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Broomstick hilary west510 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Child lisa h1910 years 2 months ago
StoryFor Elice jeand910 years 2 months ago
StorySprayed Words (Poetry Monthly) Rhiannonw1610 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Journey to End all Journeys (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand710 years 2 months ago
StorySeeing the Light Silver Spun Sand1610 years 2 months ago
StoryIroning Unironed Silver Spun Sand610 years 2 months ago
StoryBreaking the Ice Silver Spun Sand1010 years 2 months ago
Story'The Parting of the Ways' Silver Spun Sand1210 years 2 months ago
StoryOn Preparing a Fruit Salad Silver Spun Sand1010 years 2 months ago
StoryA Derelict Engineering Factory In South Birmingham Kilb50810 years 2 months ago
StoryWhat Am I? Silver Spun Sand810 years 2 months ago
StoryGirl with Tambourine (Poetry Monthly Silver Spun Sand1210 years 2 months ago
StoryA Christmas Call Kilb50810 years 2 months ago
StoryPlease don't touch me Deliberately Ev...1110 years 2 months ago
StoryHer Prayer Mat Kilb50310 years 2 months ago
StoryCompassion Deliberately Ev...710 years 2 months ago

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My stories

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Why Does it Always Rain at Funerals? (Poetry Monthly)

Fascinating things - funerals...snippets of conversations. Especially if you're a 'fly on the wall'.
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Lucy in the Sky

Days were scattered that year, like the leaves seemed to engulf the bench where we two sat...
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The Woman in White

They paid their last respects, laid tulips on the new-dug grave of the vicar's wife...
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'The Old Man of Coniston'

Gaze so glued to the skies, I doubt he's aware the two of us share the same square meter of shale...
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La Fille Mal Gardee

Almost dark...most of the students, long gone...

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