Luly Whisper

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StoryRelease Shannan212 years 5 months ago
StoryLove in a Cold Climate Silver Spun Sand2212 years 5 months ago
StoryMarvin The Pig's Schooldays marvin the pig612 years 5 months ago
StoryFlowers With Peckles Constant Reader112 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Long Mile Home lwilkinson412 years 5 months ago
StoryLife is about Keys jolono2712 years 5 months ago
StoryOffice Fireworks. Inspirational Point! prettyrose212 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Time Machine of Thorrocks Manor - 10 animan312 years 6 months ago
StoryDarren agnelli112 years 6 months ago
StoryWeeping In Front of Ducks agnelli512 years 6 months ago
StoryHow things work francisraymonda...612 years 7 months ago
StoryPauls: Go to Sleep! Ben Crouse212 years 7 months ago
StoryThe most wonderful poem in the world Geoffrey412 years 7 months ago
StoryEnglish as she is spoke Geoffrey312 years 7 months ago
StoryUnspoken Twilight. Iamber.112 years 7 months ago
StoryHome for the Holidays livin-doll312 years 7 months ago
StoryMantlepiece maudsy112 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Gloomy Gardener Glummo112 years 8 months ago
StoryPeter Pan hits maturity awsamy712 years 8 months ago
StoryDali's Clock MistakenMagic3012 years 8 months ago
StoryA Thirst for Colour AlexPickett212 years 8 months ago
StoryChristmas Through the Looking Glass hudsonmoon412 years 8 months ago
StoryDolce Far Niente Gunnerson512 years 8 months ago
StoryRiots Djymn612 years 8 months ago
StoryI am met at the crossroads by a horse of dangerous beauty lavadis712 years 8 months ago

My stories

Coloured glass

(To be performed in a North Country accent) Coloured glass, coloured glass, Saw it in Silver's when I was a lass. Bowls of yellow and bowls of blue, Bowls of green and every hue,
Cherry

An Old LP

A few months ago I picked up a record to play, Nana Mouskouri Sings White Rose of Athens in German, and remembered how I had bought it exactly 40 years earlier, on holiday ...

Crayfish on the lawn

Early March, and news is broadcast of floods in western France ..

From My London Album

This is based on a photograph I took many years ago, when I lived in London. You'll have to imagine the picture for yourselves! I believe the colonnade is no longer open to the public.

Insomnia

In the hot rooms folks are sleeping, sleeping. I grasp my book, pour a glass of red wine. Down creaking stairs I go creeping, creeping To the front room, the lounge not mine.

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