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StoryAttempts at Haiku torscot149 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Surgeon - (dedicated to my surgeon, Mr. Haneif - who was so kind) Bee219 years 6 months ago
StorySpring in Suburbia Silver Spun Sand29 years 7 months ago
StoryRetrospective Drawings maggyvaneijk159 years 7 months ago
StoryI Need Me a Forest - A Rant hudsonmoon149 years 8 months ago
StoryBuzzed Off Bee369 years 8 months ago
StoryKnitted Knockers Bee209 years 8 months ago
StoryFrom One Woman to Another Bee189 years 8 months ago
StoryTHE ONE IN THE NEST seashore399 years 8 months ago
StoryDoubt is my mistress lavadis169 years 8 months ago
StoryRadioactivation Bee129 years 8 months ago
StoryPlay, You...Play Me Silver Spun Sand69 years 9 months ago
StoryKissed Her Where She Said It Hurt Ewan49 years 9 months ago
StoryTulip smokejack39 years 9 months ago
StoryTwice you have painted a lighthouse. love_writing149 years 9 months ago
StorySeason Ticket Ewan89 years 9 months ago
StoryThe sadness of tulips seashore219 years 9 months ago
StoryBeautiful August animan29 years 11 months ago
StoryIn the Gardens of the Alhambra hilary west410 years 4 months ago
StoryLetting Go hilary west810 years 5 months ago
StoryBack-seat kids! Rhiannonw1010 years 10 months ago
StoryThe squirrel Geoffrey111 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe Sweeper Geoffrey311 years 3 months ago
StoryLeaving seashore912 years 2 months ago
StoryA young lady from Clyde Geoffrey612 years 2 months ago

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My stories

Cherry

Trust (IP)

There you go again my little one, swinging high swinging low flying through the air, waiting for me to catch you like I always do. Will this set you up for life or somewhere
Cherry

Madwomen in an Attic

Here I am, me and four other women all huddled together in an attic. How, why or where I have no idea; neither have I any recollection of events leading up to this incarceration.
Cherry

Mia and the colour purple

If I could paint you an aura it would be in shades of purple, subtle with a touch of violet and a delicate hint of mauve; all the colours you love, sweet Mia, little dreamer,
Poem of the week

I couldn't bear for you to be cold

I can't believe it's really you in this hospital bed in intensive care, eyes closed and oh so still; a machine breathing for you and a geometric pattern
Cherry

Black & White (IP)

This is an old piece I re-discvered in the archives - it seems to fit the IP criteria so hope I'm not cheating!

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