L G Meadows

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StoryI Ain't Writing L G Meadows414 years 12 months ago
StoryLOVE EXPLORED susansuzy215 years 1 day ago
StoryTell Me Friend Joe Williams215 years 6 days ago
StoryHero L G Meadows215 years 1 week ago
StoryJourney of Imagination L G Meadows215 years 1 week ago
StoryStatistical Process Control (SPC) HalfDaft115 years 1 week ago
StorySoft Thoughts L G Meadows315 years 1 week ago
StoryNINE THIRTY-FOUR IN THE EVENING kheldar1315 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThrough the smoke of the evening fire V.C.Willow315 years 2 weeks ago
StoryNon -sense V.C.Willow215 years 2 weeks ago
StoryLove Song L G Meadows415 years 3 weeks ago
StoryClassical Music David Maidment115 years 1 month ago
StoryUnruly Words L G Meadows715 years 1 month ago
Story'Meant to be' andrew-evans415 years 1 month ago
StoryLIVING LIFE ON A DREAM skinner_jennifer2515 years 1 month ago
StoryNature's Songs L G Meadows615 years 1 month ago
StoryDon't Call It Love L G Meadows215 years 1 month ago
StoryChocolate Geoffrey1115 years 2 months ago
StoryExert from my zaprtangol blog peterelbee215 years 2 months ago
StoryFrom My London Album Luly Whisper615 years 2 months ago
StoryPause. marcuscleaver215 years 2 months ago
StoryNobody ever listened to me David Maidment215 years 2 months ago
StoryDestiny L G Meadows215 years 2 months ago
StoryMy Pal Bill oldpesky715 years 2 months ago
StoryRiver Walk L G Meadows315 years 2 months ago

My stories

While the Sun is Here

While the sun is here We walk in gilded meadows Taking of nonsense things Light footed in the grass Listening to the bumble bees Understand their every word While the sun is here

To Send You Away

To send you away Would be to take the stars From the sky Leaving the firmament dark Obscuring its beauty No glimmer of hope To send you away Would be to take the waters From the sea

A Rumour of Summer

I heard a rumour that Summer stopped by today She came for breakfast and lunch But didn’t stay for tea She said she had places to go, you know- Sunnier climes to visit

River Path

Who can say where the river flows What keeps it out or keeps it in I think it goes where it wants to go Irregardless of the plans of men Who can say where the river ends

I Ain't Writing

What? Write a poem? I don’t know nothing about writing no poem Yeah, I been hearing what you say But- assonance and consonance Oh, don’t make me feel like a dunce Dactyl, spondee? No siree

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