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StoryThe Desert Dawning mozzythefirefox813 years 5 months ago
StoryNot a Nibble shades113 years 5 months ago
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StoryPrayer Request from a Soul Shannan413 years 5 months ago
Story'Pie in the Sky' (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1713 years 5 months ago
StorySeen From a Window Silver Spun Sand1413 years 5 months ago
Storyode to a dentist peterelbee213 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Dog with the Luminous Nose (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1013 years 5 months ago
StoryDrop-dead Gorgeous Silver Spun Sand1613 years 5 months ago
StorySwing (Short Rhyme) well-wisher213 years 5 months ago
StoryWASPS onangelswings1111213 years 5 months ago
StoryI Wish to Linger Long skinner_jennifer1513 years 5 months ago
StoryTearing Down My Wall Of Anger Edenfalls713 years 5 months ago
Story'Hi, Son' Silver Spun Sand1013 years 5 months ago
StoryKnowingly catherine poarch313 years 5 months ago
StoryRustle of Spring Silver Spun Sand1513 years 5 months ago
StoryDay by Day Richard L. Prov...213 years 5 months ago
StoryFootprints In Moss AllyKat813 years 5 months ago
Forum topicMy inspiration point scratch1813 years 5 months ago
StoryA Journey Richard L. Prov...413 years 5 months ago
StoryOf Moths and of Men (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand2313 years 5 months ago
StoryI don't Daniel Saint-John913 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Day I Scaled the North Face of the Eiger Silver Spun Sand1013 years 5 months ago
StoryBird Song Edenfalls1313 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Art of Letting Go Silver Spun Sand1813 years 5 months ago

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My stories

The Ugly and the Beautiful

Continuing the idea of one of my old hymns on Sundays – 'They were filled with venom … Beautiful the contrast: perfume, love, outpoured … Rash their rushing judgement'
Cherry

June

Continuing a series on the months, inspired at first by the Welsh series written by Eifion Wyn: Overflowing with flowers and scent and song...
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Spoilt (IP)

Drink … Computer … Death … Conscience

Bad Memories

Continuing the idea of one of my old hymns on Sundays : Bad memories can’t be erased, but Christ can quell all hate; can help us pity – make us see our own imperfect state.
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