Tom Brown

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StoryA Puzzle Unravelled luigi_pagano84 years 6 months ago
StoryHappiness is a Bonus Richard L. Prov...84 years 6 months ago
StoryThrough Ice Flowers lenchenelf104 years 6 months ago
StorySheep, flowers and sunlight Rhiannonw154 years 6 months ago
StoryOne By One smokejack94 years 6 months ago
StoryRomance Tom Brown34 years 6 months ago
StoryMessages from Moscow marandina324 years 6 months ago
CollectionJoyful Fountains Tom Brown04 years 6 months ago
StoryA Poem Called Love Richard L. Prov...54 years 6 months ago
StoryBrief Moments To Imagine skinner_jennifer304 years 6 months ago
StoryWarm welcome Rhiannonw264 years 6 months ago
StoryVisiting Mom Pat G214 years 6 months ago
StoryLamb Pot maddan124 years 6 months ago
StoryKen Dodd, Jim Bowen, Sir Edward Heath and Sooty Terrence Oblong84 years 7 months ago
StoryResistant to benefit or harm? Rhiannonw64 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Nest Lee Heights84 years 7 months ago
StoryAre you wanting to be … Rhiannonw114 years 7 months ago
StoryMore Snowdrops ! (hidden away) Rhiannonw104 years 7 months ago
StoryFebruary Shropshire Woods Rhiannonw114 years 7 months ago
StoryNewsflash drkevin14 years 7 months ago
StoryTamales (a poem) poetkateholden84 years 7 months ago
StoryWonderful Ludlow View Rhiannonw174 years 7 months ago
StoryMeasuring Temperature Tom Brown44 years 7 months ago
Story'Morning babe' gletherby34 years 7 months ago
StoryAnother Dawn D Marie64 years 7 months ago

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The Flag

Make no mistake South-Africa was preparing for full scale war. The enemy being “The Communists” with the “state religion” of Atheism, who were...

Mabalêl

Vinnig langs die paadjie trippel Mabalêl; Vrolik klink die liedjie Wat die klingilinge van haar enkelringe vergesel. Op die voetpad sy alleen, Met...
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A Tribute to Selby Logan

In Memory of Selby Logan ( 1934 – 2007 ) Pretoria , August 2007 (Originally) Thank-you for the privilege to speak on behalf of the Brown family. To...

Diamond Water

The River of Life From the far side of the mountains, from those great high plains come the singing waters, gift of heaven, of storms, wind and...

My Father

My father could be a pig. My father was fat and sweaty and shiny. He was a slob. He was dirty, ugly and nasty, crude and obscene. He could get rowdy...
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