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StoryI Have an Iron Bound Chest Hourhouse104 years 9 months ago
CollectionSome more of my poetry Hourhouse24 years 9 months ago
StoryDepression Hourhouse37 years 4 months ago
StoryHayfever Hourhouse27 years 6 months ago
StoryHornsea Hourhouse17 years 11 months ago
StoryGift: A Son's Story (More Signs) HarryC47 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Bells of Hell (IP) Hourhouse27 years 11 months ago
StoryTarot Hourhouse37 years 11 months ago
StoryAmbushed Hourhouse27 years 12 months ago
StoryThe Light of the World Hourhouse68 years 7 months ago
StoryClouds Hourhouse313 years 2 months ago
StoryAutumn Leaves Hourhouse013 years 2 months ago
Story60 Party Tale (IP) Hourhouse613 years 2 months ago
Story60 The Miller Hourhouse913 years 2 months ago
CollectionThe snail trail of a pen Hourhouse013 years 2 months ago
CollectionFragments of my heart Hourhouse013 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Black Cat Hourhouse113 years 4 months ago
StorySpring Hourhouse413 years 4 months ago
StoryMy Winter Love Hourhouse113 years 4 months ago
StoryPeak Oil Hourhouse113 years 4 months ago
StoryThoughts on a Summer Evening Hourhouse113 years 4 months ago
Forum topicWhat if men had never existed? well-wisher3215 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Dance of Life Hourhouse415 years 5 months ago
StoryRecital Luly Whisper515 years 9 months ago
StoryA view from my kitchen window skinner_jennifer1315 years 10 months 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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Cherry

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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