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Triumphant Folly In The Park
My Thoughts Dear diary... Embodiment of esteemed antiquity delivered through energetic spring; dappled light emerges in resolution where trembling...
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More Than We Bargained For
Dear diary...one summer afternoon in 1963 me, also three friends set out with sandwiches, crisps, and bottles of coke a cola. We were to go further...
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Mighty Ancient Oak
Richly bound ancient memories, your resolve continues to shine; do you scrutinize each passer by? Does charm of park, fear pacify? Dignified though...
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Rain
Does rain fall like tears of rage? Or hailstones most crystal clear? Giving salvation from starvation, While some struggle storm in fear? Cloudburst...
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Skating Without Ice
Softly glide, liquid wondrous through lazy days; how fragile your plight on pond and lake, rays rippling beneath hasten you on, then, in dreamy...
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Hello Harry,
Posted on Sun, 07 Oct 2018
Hello Harry,
you know I've come into contact with people like this, not only in a working enviroment, but also during a time when I was in a womens refuge. I feel lucky that I've always had the confidence to either steer clear of these...
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I enjoyed reading this
Posted on Mon, 30 Jul 2018
I enjoyed reading this Richard, it reminded me of when myself and my partner took on our first allotment. There was so much digging to do, but we dug and sowed the packets of seeds. The first year was a disaster because we didn't know what we...
Read full commentPosted in TOO EARLY, TOO LATE, HELP
How about Bowser for a posh
Posted on Sat, 24 Jun 2017
How about Bowser for a posh name for a dog.
The story is written so well, I felt like I was watching a tv series.
Still enjoying.
Jenny.
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A pensive poem of awareness
Posted on Fri, 28 Oct 2016
A pensive poem of awareness that asks the questions: Who am I? Why do I exist?
Hope I've got the meaning right, it was just the way I percieved it.
Loved the lines:
Walked naively through the
gossamer thread
...
Read full commentPosted in Fear of existence
Wow! Is one of the words I
Posted on Sun, 27 Jul 2014
Wow! Is one of the words I would use to describe what I've just read.
An entoxicating, powerful piece, that developed and grew stronger as I read.
Great work...and I really mean that.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Everything pulls softly and silently apart
Hi Tina,
Posted on Thu, 05 Jun 2014
Hi Tina,
I think we all new a Miss Jones when we were at school. We had a teacher called Miss Evans, she was a spinster and always wore glasses hung from a chain, they would sit on the end of her nose and she would look down when...
Read full commentPosted in The Naming of Plants
A poingnant poem in the
Posted on Wed, 16 Apr 2014
A poingnant poem in the beginning...but hope at the end of the tunnel.
I thought you delivered a great read, that shows its possible to get through most things; if you just hold out for another day.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Trauma
Such a gripping beginning to
Posted on Sun, 22 Feb 2026
Such a gripping beginning to this new story Jane. I'm completely hooked and fascinated to read more.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Purple Mountain - Part 1
To have that amount of
Posted on Sat, 21 Feb 2026
To have that amount of information at your fingertips is clearly an everllasting treasure that;s irreplaceable Turlough.
Very much enjoyed reading and the photos bring to life the history, along with your writing that's always interesting...
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Your poem definitey shows
Posted on Fri, 20 Feb 2026
Your poem definitey shows spring is on the way Rhiannon.
Love those lines:-
squelching the path thick with mud
from the volumn of new year rain.
It really sums up the amount of rain we've had.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Above Titley again
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