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Wall Decoration

By Rhiannonw on Mon, 24 May 2021

Red brick wall, patch of crumbling mortar: roots take hold, space fills so greenery, sprinkled with pointed bells of blue campanula spills over:...

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Wherever

By Rhiannonw on Sun, 23 May 2021

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] It is too wonderful to plumb how wide and full your scanning sight, your knowledge of my inmost thought, in...

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Shiny Brown

By Rhiannonw on Thu, 20 May 2021

Rain or sun we’ll have fun in the squelchy and squishy jump and splash it thickly melted-chocolate sticky of the path in the wood today: bluebells...

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Elusive Silver

By Rhiannonw on Mon, 17 May 2021

An enigmatic colour this on the scales of a herring or a ‘silverfish,’ and the reflecting sheen of a mirror’s screen, greyer than white, whiter than...

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I like what you have written

Posted on Tue, 03 Nov 2015

I like what you have written about the false glitz and warmth at Christmas, the wearying distractions to true delight and happiness, satisfying service, and worship.

The early part also made me think of 'when the time had fully come, God...

Posted in The Image Of The Christ Child

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Pleasant companionship

Posted on Tue, 03 Nov 2015

Pleasant companionship warming the hard seasons. Interesting interjection of the respite in winter from summer labours. Rhiannon

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gives the feeling of no-one

Posted on Wed, 28 Oct 2015

gives the feeling of no-one to remember and grieve him, memory of him blown away. Sad. Rhiannon

Posted in 'Incident on the Line'

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This did make me think, Tina,

Posted on Tue, 27 Oct 2015

This did make me think, Tina, of so many who feel the loss of a daughter or son of whom they never had good memories, a loss double. Memories so sweet must hurt so much, but you wouldn't have not had them, I'm sure.

I did so like the last...

Posted in Baobabs and Bedouins

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This is very effective. The

Posted on Sat, 24 Oct 2015

This is very effective. The early part and the contrast.

If it is how you are feeling now, I would say, Seek out that music of heart again! Personally, of course, I would pray, and read God's love letter (the Bible) to me when feeling...

Posted in Silence in my heart

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This reminded me somehow

Posted on Fri, 23 Oct 2015

This reminded me somehow about the book of Ecclesiastes, where the imperfectness of everything, incompleteness in this life is shown. I think maybe I'll have to come back to this, there's so much there, so many different metaphors to think about...

Posted in Who am I?

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bit of fun, quirky. Dreamy

Posted on Wed, 21 Oct 2015

bit of fun, quirky. Dreamy view, then the slog (reinvigorated?) Rhiannon

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I liked this too, though I

Posted on Wed, 21 Oct 2015

I liked this too, though I also thought you might think of a stronger climax line. The last but one seems to balance the third - disjointedness and then your world coming together, presumably a sense of things making sense, fitting together,...

Posted in discord to harmony (revised)

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Not easy to show friendship

Posted on Wed, 14 Oct 2015

Not easy to show friendship when someone is wanting to withdraw to private memories, but to show affection, and will be there when conversation wanted? Rhiannon

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You seem to have captured

Posted on Mon, 12 Oct 2015

You seem to have captured something of that strange feeling of convalesence (salt on the arm!), when the mind (and body) is not working quite normally yet (slight temperature still, perhaps), and trying to come to terms with life again. The sight...