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Dwellers of the New World Chapter Eighteen ( Pt 1 ) The Master Has Spoken
Back at the barracks, there was a rank smell of rotting flesh, as Gregor sauntered through the dimness of the tunnels inspecting his cells, where...
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Dwellers of the New World Chapter Seventeen ( Pt 8 ) Pause For Thought
Dawson squeezed into the little boat and nestled himself down next to Varden looking sheepish and grinning, but feeling cold and wet, as his...
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Dwellers of the New World Chapter Seventeen ( Pt 7 ) Time For Healing
Dawson could hear the echo of water dripping down the walls and a dampness as on a hot, sticky day in Summer, though it felt homely and not at all...
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Dwellers of the New World Chapter Seventeen ( Pt 6 ) Master Plan
The silence within the cave felt so unusual after being surrounded by so many, Varden wondered how Si didn't get lonely, but supposed it was that he...
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Dwellers of the New World Chapter Seventeen ( Pt 5 ) Continued...
Morning was almost coming to an end by the time the others were ready to set off, but still the fog hadn't lifted, which would probably make the...
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What a great original idea
Posted on Mon, 17 May 2021
What a great original idea for the I P, I would never have thought about designing a poem like this around the colour of silver. Nice one.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Elusive Silver
Hi Penny, I have just spent a
Posted on Sat, 15 May 2021
Hi Penny, I have just spent a Sunday afternoon reading all the seven parts to this magical story. It made sense to read it this way, as then I could indulge myself. You have the balance of mystery, magic and reality down perfectly, leaving me...
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It sounds like Packam was a
Posted on Fri, 07 May 2021
It sounds like Packam was a special dog, it's always hard to loose a friend, but I'm sure by keeping on writing, his memory will live on in your stories. It's good to be able to keep writing and I think you've done a great job with this story. I...
Read full commentPosted in Slugs, Snails and Puppy Dog Tales!
Hi Rachel,
Posted on Sun, 09 May 2021
Hi Rachel,
oysters are spawned
in bursts of stardust,
a battle for convergence,
the dwindling chances
of survival, even beneath
a carapace of stone;
it is not erotic, this flavour
of love...
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I like the structure of this
Posted on Wed, 05 May 2021
I like the structure of this poem Rachel, giving shape and motion as the poem progresses.
Jenny.
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Haunting and mysterious
Posted on Sat, 01 May 2021
Haunting and mysterious Hilary. Just love reading these kind of stories.
Thank you for sharing.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Lanterns on the Lake
Hi Paul, what a wonderful
Posted on Tue, 27 Apr 2021
Hi Paul, what a wonderful inspirational poem. I just love how you describe in your imagination, being out with nature and gazing up at the planets, with all the natural sights and sounds around.
I heard that there could be life underground...
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This was so brilliantly funny
Posted on Wed, 21 Apr 2021
This was so brilliantly funny Paul. What a clever imagination you have.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Most Vial
Some interesting information
Posted on Thu, 22 Apr 2021
Some interesting information cleverly written with great rhythm and rhyme in this poem Luigi.
Tulips always appear like cups of beauty to me, especially in Holland, with its many fields of the flowers.
Lovely read.
Jenny. xx
Read full commentPosted in Tulips from Amsterdam
You have every right to go
Posted on Tue, 20 Apr 2021
You have every right to go into rant mode with this poem Di, you're showing you care and that's a step in the right direction. I don't live anywhere near a beach and haven't seen the ocean for many years, but your poem really makes you think...
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