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| Story | Hot Diggity Dog! A Craven Danger Mystery | hudsonmoon | 7 | 7 years 9 months ago |
| Story | iGrasshopper | iDrew | 1 | 7 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Folk tale | Caldwell | 4 | 7 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Crackle and Hum | paborama | 2 | 7 years 9 months ago |
| Story | The Language of The Leaves | Caldwell | 2 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Mirror World | PoetonaHill | 17 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Is God your problem or ‘Christians’? | Rhiannonw | 2 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Rivulets | TheShyAssassin | 1 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Gone to the dogs | Pink Lady | 1 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Penumbra | Zabeth | 1 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Reality Has a Face | Richard L. Prov... | 2 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Take It Easy - Message from a Sitting President (with vocals) | hudsonmoon | 3 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Mad Poetry - Poem Three | Suchitra Manpuri | 4 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Mad Poetry - Poem Two | Suchitra Manpuri | 4 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Purple | YaseminB | 2 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Silence is Night | Richard L. Prov... | 3 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | We are so tired | sid | 7 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Breaking Away | YaseminB | 2 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Today's TV | Terrence Oblong | 7 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | A Mood | francisraymonda... | 1 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | No Better Past (IP) | london_calling79 | 11 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | He Was My Sun | loquaciousicity | 18 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Someone Died Today | forest_for_ever | 4 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The Iceberg | london_calling79 | 13 | 7 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Two Purrfect Sweethearts | randy-johnson | 1 | 7 years 10 months ago |
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Belfast Boun (Poetry Monthly)
The bricks they may bleed and the rain it may weep And the damp Lagan fog lulls the city to sleep. It's to Hell with the future, we'll live in the past May the Lord in his mercy be kind to Belfast. Maurice James Craig
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Winter child
Away from the leafed through house and far from the stale, bitumen thrum of traffic crush we curl back into the womb of the earth. Topping the brow...
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Grow up or give up.
We all make mistakes. I'm not sure of this is one of them.
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Dogs
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‘I want you to sleep with me.’
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The Body Politic
Rodin's forgotten son
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There's a wonderful depth and
Posted on Sat, 23 Jan 2016
There's a wonderful depth and weight to your lines. I wonder if it would be punchier if you were to remove some verbs and prepositions such as 'are, which, where' etc. May shorten the lines without impacting on the meaning - making it starker....
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Beautiful, original images of
Posted on Fri, 22 Jan 2016
Beautiful, original images of pork, spongy wood and sulphur flags. The 'until' in line 5 jars a bit but can't explain why. Well crafted.
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Harsh and bleak.
Posted on Fri, 22 Jan 2016
Harsh and bleak. Cold and frigid. I loved the hardiness of the buzzards 'winning'. A final nail.
I thought in these lines that the focus was less intense. Possibly that 'bows' already hints at deference so no need to repeat.
'Grass...
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This is a great teaser!
Posted on Tue, 08 Sep 2015
This is a great teaser!
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You have a real skill for
Posted on Sun, 15 Nov 2015
You have a real skill for blunt, expressive prose. Can be a little overcooked at times I feel. You may need some softer moments to avoid it verging on parody. Great style - reminiscent of Ludlum or Lee Child, even Wilbur Smith before he went...
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Your poems are little car
Posted on Sat, 21 Nov 2015
Your poems are little car journeys. They never fail to encapsulate the feeling of a time and place. They also give me space to think.
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Lovely flow to this poem.
Posted on Sun, 22 Nov 2015
Lovely flow to this poem. Could me maudlin and cliched like so many 'sea' poems but your short but long lines and stark imagery skilfully avoid this. I love the sound.
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Eerie but heartwarming.
Posted on Fri, 13 Nov 2015
Eerie but heartwarming. Driven by tides. A few simple errors (ever/y) but a really atmospheric piece.
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Oh I do like the ending of
Posted on Wed, 11 Nov 2015
Oh I do like the ending of this. Is it me or could you replace 'record' either the first or second time? Love the way your rhyme scheme builds.
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I enjoyed this. At times, it
Posted on Tue, 10 Nov 2015
I enjoyed this. At times, it can seem a little like you've over-used the thesaurus! Sometimes the simplest words are the most effective. However, that doesn't detract from some controlled sentence variety and a nicely plotted arc. Is there more...
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