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StoryThe Beauty in the Eye of the Beholder (IP) Rhiannonw611 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Town the Wind Blew Away Silver Spun Sand811 years 3 months ago
StoryKite EB1411 years 3 months ago
StoryPushed Deliberately Ev...1111 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Almsbury Ritual Part 2 airyfairy711 years 3 months ago
StorySweet Daughter Mine Silver Spun Sand1811 years 3 months ago
StoryReclining Nude Silver Spun Sand1011 years 3 months ago
StoryRed Devil Silver Spun Sand1011 years 3 months ago
StoryPersonal Instructor Rhiannonw411 years 3 months ago
StoryUp to Here with the Weather... Silver Spun Sand611 years 3 months ago
StoryUncle Sam Silver Spun Sand611 years 3 months ago
StoryWould You... Bee1311 years 3 months ago
StoryStanding Bee911 years 3 months ago
StoryPositive Thinking Bee2511 years 3 months ago
Story'You've Been Framed!' (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand1211 years 3 months ago
StoryFlew a Bird catherine poarch1211 years 3 months ago
StoryLeafy lifecycle Rhiannonw911 years 3 months ago
Story'Just One of those Things' Silver Spun Sand1111 years 3 months ago
StoryContemplation … (Poetry Monthly) Rhiannonw611 years 3 months ago
StoryTrip from Trinidad - 8 More on Mairi and the War jeand711 years 3 months ago
StoryAftermath Silver Spun Sand1011 years 3 months ago
StoryWoodpecker’s shock-absorbers Rhiannonw811 years 3 months ago
Story‘Blowing hot and cold’ (IP) Rhiannonw811 years 3 months ago
StoryScream Deliberately Ev...911 years 3 months ago
StoryGlitter Balls & Lip Gloss hilary west611 years 4 months ago

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My stories

The Last Goodbye

Love, you are the world to me, yet it’s time to call it a day.
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The Hand that Takes the Picture

All floral frock and seamed stockings, shaded by a tree, where the sun sought you out –
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Boy Blue (Poetry Monthly)

His sweetheart she rose early, one bright and sunny morn, the sheep were in the meadow and golden glowed the corn.

Matchstick-Man and Rainbow

A covey of chairs – lace-backed, pink-chintz...
Cherry

The Birds and the Bees

A ribbon of mist curls from the moor skirts the river; a farmer’s predatorily parked Jeep at the entrance to the field...

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