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StorySummer Spectacular Shieldsley010 years 6 months ago
StorySnapshot Part III Shieldsley110 years 6 months ago
StorySnapshot Conclusion Shieldsley010 years 6 months ago
StorySnapshot Part II Shieldsley210 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Man Who Thought Too Much Part I Shieldsley210 years 6 months ago
StorySnapshot Part I Shieldsley010 years 7 months ago
StorySnapshot Shieldsley010 years 7 months ago
StoryHaze in the Valley Shieldsley011 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Man Who Thought Too Much - Conclusion Shieldsley211 years 9 months ago
StoryThoughts in September Shieldsley111 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Man Who Thought Too Much - Part III Shieldsley011 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Man Who Thought Too Much Part II Shieldsley011 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Comet Shieldsley111 years 9 months ago
StoryDown Memory Lane Shieldsley011 years 10 months ago
StoryCoronation Postponed Shieldsley112 years 5 months ago
StoryClose the blinds Shieldsley012 years 5 months ago
CollectionPoems Shieldsley012 years 5 months ago
CollectionShort stories Shieldsley012 years 5 months ago
StoryWorulde Shieldsley012 years 7 months ago
StoryLeaving Beechwood Shieldsley212 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Traveller Shieldsley012 years 7 months ago
StorySleepwalker Shieldsley212 years 7 months ago
StoryMoving Shieldsley412 years 7 months ago

My stories

The Traveller

Glint with lonely light glowering through emptiness Smile at faded past receding into photographic stillness Cry at emerald jewel floating lost somewhere far away

Worulde

Crimson balloon hovers motionlessly over icy pyramids As stars shimmer in the blank eternity of sleep Bluish, harsh light Strands of hair forever rotate over amorphous whiteness

Sleepwalker

Lying in the dark I rose and crept to you Waded through dawn’s blue light to your room Where infant sowers of morning strew Seeds of day in the silent, sleepy gloom

Coronation Postponed

I dreamed last night we were ready for the crowning of a king We sat, silent and shivering, in a cathedral's massive bowel Expecting the roar of a thousand voices, for a country's bells to ring

Moving

Thoughts on moving home...

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