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StoryMoving Day Silver Spun Sand1713 years 11 months ago
StoryLast Waltz threeleafshamrock1513 years 11 months ago
StoryOf Men, Mice and Marmosets Silver Spun Sand1413 years 11 months ago
StoryTombstone Tower Blocks kheldar313 years 11 months ago
StoryHow to write fiction jennifer1513 years 11 months ago
Forum topic'Of Course You Can Meet The Queen!' blighters rock2013 years 11 months ago
StoryRooms with no view. ScoZen1413 years 11 months ago
StoryResting my head against your bedroom door maggyvaneijk1613 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Muse skinner_jennifer1013 years 11 months ago
StoryCan't Forget You Beeme913 years 11 months ago
StoryCarmine Kisses Silver Spun Sand2213 years 11 months ago
Storyi know it's stupid, but i fell for a mannequin JupiterMoon513 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Immaculate Accident MistakenMagic1413 years 11 months ago
Storyclueless JupiterMoon313 years 11 months ago
StoryNo name Beeme1013 years 11 months ago
StoryDear Hertford College LegsAkimbo313 years 11 months ago
StoryFallen Seeds threeleafshamrock413 years 11 months ago
StoryGet Lost MaliciousMudkip613 years 11 months ago
StoryWeather Rhymes well-wisher213 years 11 months ago
StoryGet Me a Drink Andee513 years 11 months ago
StoryA Man for All Seasons Silver Spun Sand1913 years 11 months ago
Storyfruition delapruch113 years 11 months ago
StoryOnly Remember Silver Spun Sand2213 years 11 months ago
StoryCraggy Bays Through Mists of Time skinner_jennifer2313 years 11 months ago
StoryFated Attraction Silver Spun Sand1613 years 11 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Othello (Inspiration Point)

Another tanka - a structure which includes a haiku followed by a couplet with seven syllables in each line.

Remainders

To other men I was an enigma; a code they could never quite crack.

Wound

An old muse whispers on with a bit of Wilfred Owen thrown in! It is my poisonous poppy that out-bleeds all of those roses that you gave the others.
Cherry

You Are

You are the word that never rhymes with anything. You are the clumsy simile that sits and grins.

Abomination

You are the poem that will never see daylight.

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