Rhiannonw

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StoryThe Myth of Narcissus Silver Spun Sand1810 years 7 months ago
StoryWye Trail Sheep Rhiannonw610 years 7 months ago
StoryOh It's Monday prettyrose1210 years 7 months ago
StoryMandarin - re-write Bee2510 years 7 months ago
StorySelf-absorbed Rhiannonw210 years 7 months ago
StoryRed Devils -9 - Trip to the Theater jeand810 years 7 months ago
StoryRed Devils - 5 - Tom Thumb Meets Queen Victoria jeand910 years 7 months ago
StoryRed Devils - 4 - More from Phineas Barnum jeand810 years 7 months ago
StoryHOP, SKIP AND A JUMP moonphish110 years 7 months ago
StoryOne small step = one giant leap, his mother knows (IP?) Rhiannonw410 years 7 months ago
Story‘Oh to be in England, now that spring is there’ (IP) Rhiannonw1510 years 7 months ago
StoryWhat’s that noise? (IP) Rhiannonw610 years 7 months ago
StoryRed Devils - 3 - Meeting with Phineas Barnum jeand1010 years 7 months ago
StorySUNLIGHT ON YOUR FACE moonphish610 years 7 months ago
StoryNoise (IP) agnosticnun410 years 7 months ago
StoryRed Devils - 2 - Letters to Barnum and Bennett jeand810 years 7 months ago
StoryTea and a Belgian Bun! I.P. 1171 Words Denzella1010 years 7 months ago
StoryWe Three - Act V and Epilogue jeand910 years 7 months ago
StoryMma Makutsi desires a husband Rhiannonw210 years 7 months ago
StoryRed Devils - 1 - The Assignment jeand1010 years 7 months ago
StoryNoise. (IP) torscot1010 years 7 months ago
StoryLong-tailed Tits, or … Rhiannonw910 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Comfort of Quiet Philip Sidney1610 years 7 months ago
StoryA Man of Substance luigi_pagano610 years 7 months ago
StoryA Devoted Servant luigi_pagano610 years 7 months ago

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From the heart

Life flows from the heart, guiding lips and eyes … Jesus, wash my heart, guard it well each day, let it cleanse my lips …
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Jewels from the jail

A tinker rough soon had enough of trying to live better …Thrown into jail – but there a tale took shape among the squalor; with pen and ink, and time to think he wrote the finest ever …
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Tangled Threads

Not long ago when mail was slow across the ocean waters (and phone costs high in days gone by) communication’s steady flow of parted love was written...

Persecution

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Why do so many hate to simply hear his name? Why do so many hate a life that’s kind, and clear of blame?...

Poor Rich Man/ Poor Man, Rich

Poor rich man, loved for all his cash … Poor rich girl, clothes and “friends” galore… Poor man, rich in … Poor girl, rich in …

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