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StoryLuscious Language L G Meadows1113 years 8 months ago
StoryDreams of a River L G Meadows413 years 8 months ago
StoryTimelines Chs. 15 &16 (final) Rescue-Applied, and Completion Rhiannonw213 years 9 months ago
StorySmall Wonder Silver Spun Sand1213 years 9 months ago
StoryForgotten Lake Richard L. Prov...513 years 10 months ago
StoryGod is on Our Side Richard L. Prov...213 years 10 months ago
StoryLost and Found - a song amlee413 years 10 months ago
StoryI Am your Dad Richard L. Prov...413 years 10 months ago
StorySum valiswaverider413 years 11 months ago
StoryDaydreaming skinner_jennifer1813 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Lighthouse Richard L. Prov...213 years 12 months ago
StoryJesus Loves You mcscraic114 years 2 days ago
StoryThose Were the Days... Silver Spun Sand1814 years 2 weeks ago
StoryVanilla, a Choice of Season Richard L. Prov...414 years 3 weeks ago
StorySunday sorrow Mummy Penguin714 years 1 month ago
StoryEarly in the Year. Luly Whisper614 years 1 month ago
StoryNature's Songs L G Meadows614 years 2 months ago
StoryAttempts at Haiku. ScoZen1814 years 2 months ago
StoryDisasters Rhiannonw214 years 3 months ago

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My stories

Letter from the war (Part 2)

Project about my father’s 1945 letter given to me a while after his death,– an ordinary young soldier’s war-time wanderings, and occupations from late 1941.
Cherry

Snowdrop

Bulb which grows when cold – two spears protrude and elongate, – the year’s first noticeable growth from still, apparent death of winter's chill. A single stem extending soon,

January trees

Stark, dark sihouettes, clean lines unencumbered

Backing up!

Typing, tapping, click, click, Just a moment, in a tick all my story in my memory; safe and sound, easily found; but … there can be mistake when quick fingers flick,

1 January, again

The clock is ticking on … the climax is foretold, the world is winding down, – like us, it’s getting old, and, entering this year of grace, its unknown pathways we can face,

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