Luly Whisper

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StoryStuck L G Meadows11 year 6 months ago
StoryQueen Wasp's thoughts … during early May Rhiannonw92 years 4 months ago
StoryPostcard Heaven hilary west64 years 11 months ago
Storyrose miltons great adventure sylviec45 years 3 months ago
StoryHornsea Hourhouse15 years 4 months ago
StoryEvening Light after Rain Rhiannonw145 years 11 months ago
StoryWelsh prounciation, simplified? Rhiannonw86 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Gas Moon hilary west147 years 9 months ago
StoryAnagram hilary west67 years 9 months ago
StoryA Christmas Villanelle hilary west78 years 5 months ago
StoryThe poor, happy goblin Rhiannonw68 years 6 months ago
StoryBacking up! Rhiannonw88 years 7 months ago
StoryA Frenzy of Envy (IP) Rhiannonw98 years 8 months ago
StoryRosa hilary west38 years 9 months ago
StoryIn A Country Churchyard hilary west48 years 9 months ago
StorySoggy November Day Rhiannonw49 years 3 months ago
Story(Sea Story, extract) ashb89 years 3 months ago
StoryCrayfish on the lawn Luly Whisper310 years 8 months ago
StoryConversation Luly Whisper110 years 8 months ago
StoryColoured glass Luly Whisper010 years 8 months ago
StoryClose of day Luly Whisper610 years 8 months ago
StoryCanal Luly Whisper310 years 8 months ago
StoryAn Old LP Luly Whisper710 years 8 months ago
StoryAfternoon love song Luly Whisper510 years 8 months ago
StoryA Quiet Walk Luly Whisper010 years 8 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Out in the sticks

The kitchen clock says 8:11. Leaving my breakfast tray, I go and stand at the back door, a school bell in my hand.
Cherry

Escapist

I wish I was back in my native land (though nobody knows me any more), where bladderwrack's strewn upon the sand, where choughs and wheeling seagulls cry,

In Hazelborough Wood

You come upon them suddenly, those swathes of bluebells intense in the clouded light, in this stillness. How many trees? no two alike, each one special.

What's that again?

The other day I stood under a bus shelter with one of those illuminated signs - perhaps you know the sort of thing:- 4 Bus Station 2 min 19 Town Centre 11:41

Springing back to life (IP)

The allotment field was made of leeks and cabbages, of abundant verdant spinach, of broad beans not yet in flower. Of brambles and tufts of grass.

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