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My stories

Daddy's Gone

A poem for a soldier and his wife and family.

Dwellers of the New World Chapter Seven ( Pt 5 ) As Dawn Approached

Cinnamon had a restless night, she tossed and turned but eventually as dawn approached she decided to get up.

Dwellers of the New World Chapter Seven ( Pt 4 ) Day Moved into Night

That same evening while Cinnamon and her family ate, day moved into night and the fog drifted

Migration of the Swan

She tips her head upwards towards the open sky...

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2796 of my comments have received 2874 Great Feedback votes

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Hi Hades,

Posted on Tue, 20 Jul 2021

Hi Hades,

on your question, I think it would bring some drama into the story, if you write about the shoot out at the jail, showing how the trouble came about, perhaps a couple of prisoners revolt, their need for freedom is so strong....

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I feel quite sorry for Mark

Posted on Tue, 20 Jul 2021

I feel quite sorry for Mark now, having gone so long without a shower and having to drink water out of the toilet, even though it is mostly his own fault.

I wonder if Hornblende will believe Mark when he tell him of his knowledge of Orion...

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Hi Rhiannon, how I remember

Posted on Tue, 20 Jul 2021

Hi Rhiannon, how I remember those early days of my son in your poem. You brought back those childhood memories.

Jenny.

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Wonderful poem Rachel, full

Posted on Tue, 20 Jul 2021

Wonderful poem Rachel, full of the mysteries of the oldest stars and what they mean to you. Very impressed by those lines:-

Perhaps it is in the faces of gods we think

we glimpse in the cosmic birth of hydrogen giants,

or...

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So, this is the night Oren

Posted on Fri, 16 Jul 2021

So, this is the night Oren has been waiting for. Mark has definitely lost the plot, and his poor inocent dog Eddie didn't stand a chance, very sad.

Now I just want to know more about the black starless void...I wait with anticipation....

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Took my time reading this

Posted on Fri, 16 Jul 2021

Took my time reading this part, there's so much of what Mark is thinking, which you express so well and is so readable.

Congrats, I'm so pleased to see this cherried, definitely well deserved.

Jenny.

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Commissioner Yeh seems to

Posted on Fri, 16 Jul 2021

Commissioner Yeh seems to have never once shown any sign of weakness, even at what I would have thought was his lowest point, and he certainly seemed to have slept and ate well.

I thought the fact he was such an educated man, maybe had...

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Posted in Maria's Diary 33

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Hi Paul,

Posted on Tue, 13 Jul 2021

Hi Paul,

just finished reading this and it amused me no end. Would have loved to see the expression on Mr Wakelem's face at the end of the strip...what a sight to behold.

Thank you for the smiles. ...

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A visual poem you should be

Posted on Wed, 14 Jul 2021

A visual poem you should be proud of Rhiannon, I felt like I was there with you.

Jenny.

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Loosing loved ones is

Posted on Tue, 13 Jul 2021

Loosing loved ones is heartbreaking, but Maria's father must have suffered even more, not even being able to say goodbye to his wife. What an awful time the family are having.

A poignant read indeed.

Jenny.

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