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StoryAs Time Goes By luigi_pagano1610 years 7 months ago
StoryBlack Rain Silver Spun Sand1410 years 7 months ago
StoryBacking up! Rhiannonw810 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Wanderlust Lady and the Door to Door Salesman - 4 jeand810 years 7 months ago
StoryIn the Garden Room Bee2210 years 7 months ago
StoryPoor Old Charley skinner_jennifer810 years 7 months ago
StoryLoss Of Face skinner_jennifer810 years 7 months ago
StoryLove skinner_jennifer1110 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Wanderlust Lady and the Door to Door Salesman - 3 jeand810 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Wanderlust Lady and the Door to Door Salesman - 2 jeand810 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Wanderlust Lady and the Door to Door Salesman - 1 jeand1510 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Silence of the Summit (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand610 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Ballad of Muddy Puddles hudsonmoon710 years 7 months ago
StoryDecalogue – Ten Words (IP) Rhiannonw610 years 7 months ago
StoryThe End and Beginning of the Day Rhiannonw410 years 7 months ago
StoryApril Showers : Part One. hilary west510 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Broken Mirror in the Pool's Reflection : The Bible as Myth and the Gospels as Mystic Magic hilary west310 years 7 months ago
StoryBrief Eclipse Of Time loquaciousicity410 years 7 months ago
StoryTen Things I Love... Silver Spun Sand1110 years 7 months ago
StoryAt motorway services (IP) Rhiannonw610 years 7 months ago
StoryA glimpse of life in the fast-lane Rhiannonw1010 years 7 months ago
StoryPhantom Freakout jeand410 years 7 months ago
StoryAyr at the fair. Weefatfella510 years 7 months ago
StoryA Frenzy of Envy (IP) Rhiannonw910 years 7 months ago
StoryApril Showers : Part Three (Conclusion) hilary west410 years 7 months ago

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My stories

Cherry

AS* eye-contact progress

[age about 5 ]: I cannot catch his glance, his eye – I wonder why? … and the day the day-old father met his daughter‘s gaze in a hand-held head.
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Love … protects, trusts, hopes, perseveres

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] … And show that you really believe that it’s possible they could reach a bit better standard of loving …

What Dreams?

His megalomanic dreams of power … Her dreams of fame … He dreamed of usefulness … they softly trod
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Remoteness Day and Night

High above Rhossili beach* – dramatic, wide expanse of sand … far from the nearest city glow … the dazzle of the jewelled night.

Chough-chuffed

Eight choughs standing on the fence in a row – red in beak and red in toe, zoom the camera those three to better see – they’ve turned this way – to...

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