Rhiannonw

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StoryA spring haiku (IP) David rollins210 years 9 months ago
StoryOne autumn leaf (IP) Rhiannonw910 years 9 months ago
StoryRed Devils - 6 - Trip to New York jeand810 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Myth of Narcissus Silver Spun Sand1810 years 9 months ago
StoryWye Trail Sheep Rhiannonw610 years 9 months ago
StoryOh It's Monday prettyrose1210 years 9 months ago
StoryMandarin - re-write Bee2510 years 9 months ago
StorySelf-absorbed Rhiannonw210 years 9 months ago
StoryRed Devils -9 - Trip to the Theater jeand810 years 9 months ago
StoryRed Devils - 5 - Tom Thumb Meets Queen Victoria jeand910 years 9 months ago
StoryRed Devils - 4 - More from Phineas Barnum jeand810 years 9 months ago
StoryHOP, SKIP AND A JUMP moonphish110 years 9 months ago
StoryOne small step = one giant leap, his mother knows (IP?) Rhiannonw410 years 9 months ago
Story‘Oh to be in England, now that spring is there’ (IP) Rhiannonw1510 years 9 months ago
StoryWhat’s that noise? (IP) Rhiannonw610 years 9 months ago
StoryRed Devils - 3 - Meeting with Phineas Barnum jeand1010 years 9 months ago
StorySUNLIGHT ON YOUR FACE moonphish610 years 9 months ago
StoryNoise (IP) agnosticnun410 years 9 months ago
StoryRed Devils - 2 - Letters to Barnum and Bennett jeand810 years 9 months ago
StoryTea and a Belgian Bun! I.P. 1171 Words Denzella1010 years 9 months ago
StoryWe Three - Act V and Epilogue jeand910 years 9 months ago
StoryMma Makutsi desires a husband Rhiannonw210 years 9 months ago
StoryRed Devils - 1 - The Assignment jeand1010 years 9 months ago
StoryNoise. (IP) torscot1010 years 9 months ago
StoryLong-tailed Tits, or … Rhiannonw910 years 9 months ago

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My stories

of Thorns and Sweat

When Adam sinned he had to sweat – his work a struggle – weed and thorn … When Jesus faced for us the cross he prayed in agony of sweat … One day we’ll have rich joy and peace, no troubles, thorns in work we do

Reaching

(photo 1) A stricken tree, its bones survive – grey, honed they reach, and taper high to poke the blue, like twisting roots upon the sky.

On the Road to Emmaus

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] They’re joined by one … – the risen corpse they talked about!

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