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My stories

Coastal Path (5) – Horses

… no place for pampered horse – these, sturdy, dour with windswept manes unkempt survive, foot-sure.

Certain Hope Reliable

[The Sunday Song a day early this week:] Unfounded hope … to no avail – a hope as weak as me … of hope secure they shout!
Cherry

Stumpy Toddy (Wren)

phenomenal the sound … huddle in numbers to protect from killing cold, by cuddle

God spoke, from the beginning (Poetry Monthly)

[another Sunday hymn, this time using the March Poetry Monthly repetition theme] ''In the past God spoke … at many times and in various ways, but in these last days he has spoken to us by his Son …"

Puffin's puffling

Eyes of surprise, a freak-striped beak can’t squeak or speak with those fish in its beak – stowed in a row with their heads in a fringe for the...
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