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Sweet Violet
Sweet Violet you're truly humble...yet wild, with your concealed roots advancing further into the earth; shoots increase in strength where peace...
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Midst Highland Shadows
Come with me to imagined Scottish glen, we'll pitch tent beside a Loch before prevalent darkness sets in. It's time of golden twilight just before...
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Love In The Mist
Sealed petals tenderly chaste, endorsing ardent purity laced; rambling shades swell blue, lavender, pink and white, enchanting gardens with magnetic...
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Leaving The Nest
This is a poem inspired by Kilb50's story: The Castle, about a young girl named Elowen. Such hankering memories when leaving home, embarking on...
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Luna Moth
Did you stop to gaze at moon, hypnotized by its beauty? Moth with unfolding wings, in wild trance and zephyr's breeze; fluttering limbs with ease.....
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A relevant poem to peace of
Posted on Sat, 31 May 2025
A relevant poem to peace of mind. Lovely words Penny,
Jenny.
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Never having heard of Glen
Posted on Thu, 29 May 2025
Never having heard of Glen Dun's water, just had to look it up. Discovered the water comes from peat bog on the slopes of Slievenanee on the Antrim Plateau in Northern Ireland.
Loved the description of tan waters that rippled by the house...
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Hi Frances, I could identify
Posted on Tue, 27 May 2025
Hi Frances, I could identify with this poem. Lost so many friends and family since 2000. It makes you realize how much care you should put into the people that are still around to love and share time with.
Thank you for this perfect poem...
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Hi Rhiannon,
Posted on Wed, 28 May 2025
Hi Rhiannon,
capturing memories in a poem is significant. Although I have bad memories, when as a tot mum called the Police thinking I'd escaped from the garden, when really I was in the gooseberry bush eating too many and making myself...
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This was one Imaginative,
Posted on Tue, 27 May 2025
This was one Imaginative, spooky story Jess. I can just imagine Clara's horror at her mother's strange attitude towards the garden and its unseasonale weather...certainly gave me the shivers.
Enjoyed as always.
Jenny.
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You know I based that part of
Posted on Thu, 22 May 2025
You know I based that part of the story on the Bristol City Centre, near the Llandoger Trow pub and The Hole In The Wall, two pubs I used to drink in a lot during the 1970s. I know The Llandoger was frequented by Black Beard the Pirate. I can...
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I just love your stories Jess
Posted on Mon, 26 May 2025
I just love your stories Jess. This was another irresistible read, I just couldn't ignore while having a break from cleaning.
Thank you so much for sharing.
Jenny.
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It breaks my heart when I
Posted on Sun, 25 May 2025
It breaks my heart when I hear of situations like this. That poor mother must be so scared, and the girl terrified of the future. So sorry for them both. I hope they will both be reunited soon and the mother doesn't have another stroke.
I'...
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Hi Jess,
Posted on Sat, 24 May 2025
Hi Jess,
a developing chain of haunting events that lead to strange happenings.
This is my kind of story and the ending was brilliant.
Congrats on the well deserved gold cherries.
Jenny.
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Your memory brought back my
Posted on Fri, 23 May 2025
Your memory brought back my own. We were living in a condemned cottage that was to be pulled down in about 62 or 63, but my dad managed to get a better paid job, with enough money for a morgage, otherwise we'd have been moved in to a flat too....
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