JamesF

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StoryElection Time JamesF05 years 6 months ago
StoryStarchameleons JamesF05 years 8 months ago
StoryInto The Light JamesF05 years 8 months ago
StoryCelestial Fame JamesF15 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Moment JamesF45 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Good Man JamesF35 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Mum Who Made Me JamesF25 years 8 months ago
StoryOut of the Grey Philip Sidney215 years 9 months ago
StoryProspectors JamesF06 years 17 hours ago
StoryBlack Friday Blues JamesF26 years 2 days ago
StoryThe Great Escape JamesF06 years 1 month ago
StoryPower Pack JamesF06 years 1 month ago
StoryStranger (revised) JamesF16 years 1 month ago
StoryModern Sonnet JamesF26 years 1 month ago
StoryFlying Over Basrah JamesF16 years 1 month ago
StoryStranger JamesF06 years 1 month ago
StoryNo Man's Land JamesF26 years 2 months ago
StoryLove/Hope JamesF06 years 2 months ago
StoryComing Home JamesF16 years 2 months ago
StoryLondon JamesF36 years 2 months ago
StoryNew Year's Resolutions JamesF06 years 7 months ago
StoryA Sestina For Her JamesF36 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Immortal Verses Part II: Dragged Up JamesF07 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Immortal Verses (Part I) JamesF27 years 1 month ago
StoryPoint of Origin JamesF57 years 1 month ago

My stories

Plan Bee

I checked in to The Fox at Shipley last week and ordered a pint of Plan Bee bitter, the same for you, father, as we had a natter, of this and that,...

The Edge of a Glass

Every drop you sip from the bottle seals out another wished-for dream a little more, gives you less to work on, saps the energy needed to get through...

A Handful of Sand

Silence creeps along the road, wind sweeps grains of sand into groups, like expats trapped in a compound attempting to sustain themselves. Working...
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Cherry

Upon Visiting Rembrandthaus

What an honour it feels to sit in your living room, gazing upon oil paintings that came from your hand, at etchings where you impressed your mark on...

We Need to Keep Our Eyes Open

The road ahead is pot-holed, broken, we need to keep our eyes wide open, concentrate on the moving tracks, never look back at what went before, just...

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