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My stories

Gold cherry

The Lookout Boy

No blood relation. Sentry at the gatehouse of some vast and rambling estate. His wife had followed him down through the years, held the front-line in...
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Poem of the week

That Morning

In this dream I never told, I ran away.
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Cherry

Too Much Sky - Prologue

Something old I never finished editing that I forgot to post. maybe the beginning of a novel, I'm not sure.
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Flat Badger

and I know I’ve just crushed its skull, spread its brains for the happy crows, laid suicide supper for the loveable fox -
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Burnt Coffee

First entry for the comp which did O.k thanks to those that voted for it.

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38 of my comments have received 40 Great Feedback votes

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Congratulations, your poem is

Posted on Fri, 29 Dec 2017

Congratulations, your poem is our Facebook/Twitter pick of the day. Please like and share if you enjoyed it too.

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Posted in Love in Sight

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Lovely poem Richard.

Posted on Fri, 29 Dec 2017

Lovely poem Richard.

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Posted in Love in Sight

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Hi Poppy, I read your forum

Posted on Sun, 03 Dec 2017

Hi Poppy, I read your forum comment and then chose a random poem. I could say I really like this, or that doesn't work for me, but what do I know? Someone will come along and say, no I like that, he's wrong etc

For what it's worth and this...

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Posted in Child

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Super poem.  

Posted on Sun, 19 Nov 2017

Super poem.

 

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Posted in Come With Me

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A lovely journey and many,

Posted on Sun, 17 Sep 2017

A lovely journey and many, many beautiful images. Most of what I write is probably nonsense to most, but if they like a phrase or a few parts, great - if they get the whole, even better - if they don't like it, or don't have time to decipher my...

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Posted in time travelling

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Really good, all set off by

Posted on Thu, 03 Aug 2017

Really good, all set off by that excellent beginning.

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Posted in calm before

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Such good poetry as always

Posted on Tue, 13 Jun 2017

Such good poetry as always Kilb.

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Posted in Cathedral Swans

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like latent life's tight coil

Posted on Tue, 27 Jun 2017

like latent life's tight coil - lovely, a poem so delicate the act of reading it might break it.

 

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Posted in “The Hush of the Snow”

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Thanks Vera, it has been a

Posted on Thu, 16 Jun 2016

Thanks Vera, it has been a long time, such a great comment. I learnt a new word today, which is hiraeth (Welsh) and which describes what you mention, a longing for home you cannot return to, or a grief for the lost places of your...

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Posted in Gloaming

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