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StoryUnique (IP) Rhiannonw711 years 12 months ago
StoryTruth Revealed Rhiannonw211 years 12 months ago
StoryThe specks in whose eye? Rhiannonw411 years 12 months ago
StoryThe love of God Rhiannonw211 years 12 months ago
StoryThe Disregarded Landlord Rhiannonw311 years 12 months ago
StoryRags to Riches (IP) Rhiannonw611 years 12 months ago
StoryPrinciples from Psalms 1 & 2 Rhiannonw411 years 12 months ago
StoryPerfect Rebuilds (IP) Rhiannonw411 years 12 months ago
StoryInconveniences Rhiannonw311 years 12 months ago
StoryImpetuous Tongue Rhiannonw1111 years 12 months ago
StoryScrewtape’s three-pronged strategy Rhiannonw012 years 1 day ago
StoryLISTEN IN SILENCE moonphish512 years 3 days ago
StoryLaughter, Love and Loss jolono1812 years 3 days ago
StoryCorned Beef City jolono1512 years 3 days ago
StoryTHE CRIME OF RHYME moonphish612 years 3 days ago
StorySummer Nights Silver Spun Sand1412 years 5 days ago
StoryTime to Take a Step Back (I.P.) Denzella1312 years 5 days ago
StoryDecember shopping Rhiannonw412 years 5 days ago
Forum topic02.08.13 Story, Poem and Inspiration Point of the Week tcook312 years 5 days ago
StoryCracking the … Rhiannonw312 years 6 days ago
StoryA Kind of Grieving Silver Spun Sand1312 years 6 days ago
StoryChapter 9 Increasing ignorance, the Owner brings light Rhiannonw012 years 6 days ago
StoryChapter 7 New Start Rhiannonw212 years 6 days ago
StoryChapter 5 Solution planned Rhiannonw012 years 6 days ago
Storychapter 4 Perfection Poisoned Rhiannonw012 years 6 days ago

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Up Brown Clee Hill

… highest hill in Shropshire (20/1/16) At home, hoar-frosted trees against the milky, misty fog, drive north, the scene clears, blue sky; venture...

Reasons to Praise

[Continuing the idea of a hymn on Sundays] Wholehearted praise, through all my days; reflective gaze, on all your ways: creation beautiful I see, and...

Semi-nonsense Consonance

A tribute to the attributes attributed that day to the tribune, in the tribunal which studied the affray of tribulation, trouble in the tribe that...

Real prayer ?

So is it to yourself you pray, or words up to the ceiling say? do you just bow towards the ground, enacting for your friends around? …

Mid-winter wander

[Gaunt brooms scratching blue sky … embedded spear heads, spiky patches … wild snowdrops are coming!]

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