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StoryI Have an Iron Bound Chest Hourhouse103 years 10 months ago
CollectionSome more of my poetry Hourhouse23 years 11 months ago
StoryDepression Hourhouse36 years 5 months ago
StoryHayfever Hourhouse26 years 8 months ago
StoryHornsea Hourhouse17 years 2 weeks ago
StoryGift: A Son's Story (More Signs) HarryC47 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Bells of Hell (IP) Hourhouse27 years 2 weeks ago
StoryTarot Hourhouse37 years 3 weeks ago
StoryAmbushed Hourhouse27 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Light of the World Hourhouse67 years 8 months ago
StoryClouds Hourhouse312 years 4 months ago
StoryAutumn Leaves Hourhouse012 years 4 months ago
Story60 Party Tale (IP) Hourhouse612 years 4 months ago
Story60 The Miller Hourhouse912 years 4 months ago
CollectionThe snail trail of a pen Hourhouse012 years 4 months ago
CollectionFragments of my heart Hourhouse012 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Black Cat Hourhouse112 years 5 months ago
StorySpring Hourhouse412 years 5 months ago
StoryMy Winter Love Hourhouse112 years 5 months ago
StoryPeak Oil Hourhouse112 years 5 months ago
StoryThoughts on a Summer Evening Hourhouse112 years 5 months ago
Forum topicWhat if men had never existed? well-wisher3214 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Dance of Life Hourhouse414 years 7 months ago
StoryRecital Luly Whisper514 years 11 months ago
StoryA view from my kitchen window skinner_jennifer1315 years 5 days ago

My stories

Depression

They say Depression strips away illusion and lets you see things more honestly and clearly. Welcome to my world.
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Hayfever

While I love to see Mother Nature emerging from her slumber again, it's not without its problems for some of us. Read this without singing it - I dare you ;o)
Cherry

The Bells of Hell (IP)

The Bells of Hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling, For you but not for me. And the little devils how they sing-a-ling-a-ling, For you but not for me. Oh death where is thy sting-a-ling-a-ling, Oh grave thy victory? The Bells of Hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling, For you but not for me.
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Tarot

The tarot card I most identify with these days is The Hermit. A cloaked figure, struggling along in isolation, peering ahead into the darkness, lit only by the dim lantern he holds.
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Ambushed

An unexpected, unintended emotional ambush.

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They're never far away

Posted on Sat, 10 Nov 2018

A lovely read Harry, thank you.
They say there's no such thing as a coincidence.
I was moving into a flat in Scarborough, years ago, when I got news of my father's passing. He had been ill for years and it had been expected, but for...

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