Rhiannonw
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Sum | valiswaverider | 4 | 14 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Daydreaming | skinner_jennifer | 18 | 14 years 3 months ago |
| Story | The Lighthouse | Richard L. Prov... | 2 | 14 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Jesus Loves You | mcscraic | 1 | 14 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Those Were the Days... | Silver Spun Sand | 18 | 14 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Vanilla, a Choice of Season | Richard L. Prov... | 4 | 14 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Sunday sorrow | Mummy Penguin | 7 | 14 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Early in the Year. | Luly Whisper | 6 | 14 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Nature's Songs | L G Meadows | 6 | 14 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Attempts at Haiku. | ScoZen | 18 | 14 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Disasters | Rhiannonw | 2 | 14 years 7 months ago |
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The Day for Making Promises (IP)
A time not for fuss, expense, but for us; – a time to be told to love and to hold in youth and when old… so, when you have heard us each give our word, then stay for some cake…
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‘Canta’ was a black Ford car
My parents had a little car, ‘Canta’ was its name, ‘Can’t afFord it! won’t go far!’, – some modest trips their aim. My father fixed a hole above. – A puzzled frown, reproof,
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Unique (IP)
Catastrophic flooding, pouring, pushing, 40 days and nights still raining, water underground emerging, rushing sediment stirred up by crushing rocks and soil and vegetation, then engulfing
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Living Tapestry
From lowland lake to moorland bleak, in wood and hedge, high mountain peak, on roadside verge, and rocky shore, through cracking concrete factory floor (disused), and shielded city nook:
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Is the grass greener ...? (IP)
Shortie said to Bean-pole, ‘I wish that I was tall!’ Bean-pole said to Shortie, ‘I’d rather be quite small! I feel just so conspicuous, up here above you all.’
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