Silver Spun Sand

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StoryA Wing and a Prayer Silver Spun Sand1212 years 9 months ago
StoryA Very Fine Affair Silver Spun Sand812 years 9 months ago
StoryA Town Like Beverley Silver Spun Sand1012 years 9 months ago
StoryA Touch of Red Silver Spun Sand712 years 9 months ago
StoryA to Z Silver Spun Sand1012 years 9 months ago
StoryA Soldier's Prayer (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand612 years 9 months ago
StoryA Small Ceasing to Be Silver Spun Sand1212 years 9 months ago
StoryA Robin on a Sprig of Holly Silver Spun Sand1012 years 9 months ago
StoryA Place Called Mattie Silver Spun Sand1412 years 9 months ago
StoryA Pelican in the Wilderness Silver Spun Sand1712 years 9 months ago
StoryA Night in Camargue Silver Spun Sand1712 years 9 months ago
StoryA Nice Day for It Silver Spun Sand1012 years 9 months ago
StoryA Moment in Time Silver Spun Sand712 years 9 months ago
StoryA Moment in Time Silver Spun Sand2112 years 9 months ago
StoryA Midsummer's Daydream Silver Spun Sand812 years 9 months ago
StoryA Midsummer Night's Dream (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1612 years 9 months ago
StoryA Man for All Seasons Silver Spun Sand1912 years 9 months ago
StoryA Man and His Dog Silver Spun Sand912 years 9 months ago
StoryA Love Like That Silver Spun Sand1612 years 9 months ago
Story'Kiss an Angel' Silver Spun Sand612 years 9 months ago
Story"I Loves You Porgy" Silver Spun Sand812 years 9 months ago
Story The Last Cigarette Silver Spun Sand1212 years 9 months ago
StoryA Coming to Terms Silver Spun Sand1512 years 9 months ago
Story'The Road Less Travelled' Silver Spun Sand812 years 9 months ago
Story'It was a Dark and Stormy Night...' Silver Spun Sand2812 years 9 months ago

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My stories

Dark Angel

Black suits you well; definitely your colour...
Cherry

Mathilde

Mozart on the radio, my arm resting on the wound-down window...

Perusing Plato

And thinking too, of the night we first met...
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Cherry

Dusk Deep January

I’m tired of this winter...tired of writing poems about rain,
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In These Shoes? (I.P.)

So! You’ve wound down the window; so there is life on Mars.
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