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StoryThe Beauty in the Eye of the Beholder (IP) Rhiannonw610 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Town the Wind Blew Away Silver Spun Sand810 years 11 months ago
StoryKite EB1410 years 11 months ago
StoryPushed Deliberately Ev...1110 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Almsbury Ritual Part 2 airyfairy710 years 11 months ago
StorySweet Daughter Mine Silver Spun Sand1810 years 11 months ago
StoryReclining Nude Silver Spun Sand1010 years 11 months ago
StoryRed Devil Silver Spun Sand1010 years 11 months ago
StoryPersonal Instructor Rhiannonw410 years 11 months ago
StoryUp to Here with the Weather... Silver Spun Sand610 years 12 months ago
StoryUncle Sam Silver Spun Sand610 years 12 months ago
StoryWould You... Bee1310 years 12 months ago
StoryStanding Bee910 years 12 months ago
StoryPositive Thinking Bee2510 years 12 months ago
Story'You've Been Framed!' (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand1210 years 12 months ago
StoryFlew a Bird catherine poarch1210 years 12 months ago
StoryLeafy lifecycle Rhiannonw910 years 12 months ago
Story'Just One of those Things' Silver Spun Sand1110 years 12 months ago
StoryContemplation … (Poetry Monthly) Rhiannonw610 years 12 months ago
StoryTrip from Trinidad - 8 More on Mairi and the War jeand710 years 12 months ago
StoryAftermath Silver Spun Sand1010 years 12 months ago
StoryWoodpecker’s shock-absorbers Rhiannonw810 years 12 months ago
Story‘Blowing hot and cold’ (IP) Rhiannonw810 years 12 months ago
StoryScream Deliberately Ev...910 years 12 months ago
StoryGlitter Balls & Lip Gloss hilary west611 years 11 hours 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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