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StoryMood Indigo... Silver Spun Sand1914 years 3 months ago
StoryWhat does April Mean To Me? (Alphabet Poem) well-wisher414 years 4 months ago
StoryJesus O Jesus and Other Christian Song Lyrics Carl Halling114 years 4 months ago
StoryABC for Zoologists Silver Spun Sand2314 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Exact Time (IP) prettyrose314 years 4 months ago
StoryLuscious Language L G Meadows1114 years 4 months ago
StoryDreams of a River L G Meadows414 years 4 months ago
StoryTimelines Chs. 15 &16 (final) Rescue-Applied, and Completion Rhiannonw214 years 5 months ago
StorySmall Wonder Silver Spun Sand1214 years 5 months ago
StoryForgotten Lake Richard L. Prov...514 years 5 months ago
StoryGod is on Our Side Richard L. Prov...214 years 5 months ago
StoryLost and Found - a song amlee414 years 6 months ago
StoryI Am your Dad Richard L. Prov...414 years 6 months ago
StorySum valiswaverider414 years 6 months ago
StoryDaydreaming skinner_jennifer1814 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Lighthouse Richard L. Prov...214 years 7 months ago
StoryJesus Loves You mcscraic114 years 8 months ago
StoryThose Were the Days... Silver Spun Sand1814 years 8 months ago
StoryVanilla, a Choice of Season Richard L. Prov...414 years 8 months ago
StorySunday sorrow Mummy Penguin714 years 9 months ago
StoryEarly in the Year. Luly Whisper614 years 9 months ago
StoryNature's Songs L G Meadows614 years 10 months ago
StoryAttempts at Haiku. ScoZen1814 years 10 months ago
StoryDisasters Rhiannonw214 years 11 months ago

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Hafren* Forest and the Source of the Severn

Babbling brook and tumbling river, damp decaying needles cover soggy, spongey forest floor, mossy clumps, tree trunks, tree stumps, sodden banks of greenery, quiet, placid scenery:

What is a church?

(not a building) That place of stone with vaulted ceilings high, and spire that points up to the sky may sober and subdue our mood, but will not of itself give warmth and food

Car journey, Sat 2/2/12

The air is sharp and bitter, and icy branches glitter. The dome above pale blue and clear and cold, well-sugared views around the car unfold, gaunt trees reach up like scratchy brooms to sweep,
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What if love was banned … ? (IP)

What if love was banned? … and hatred had the upper hand (and selfishness – the love of self allowed! with greed, each one self-focussed, proud): no neutral ground between the two,
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Pussy Willows

Slim and silky, silvery slippers, furry-ears peep, pushing open brown bud scales on Sallow branches, satin catkin flowers ripen. Those on male shrubs soon show yellow –

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