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The Vale - Part 1 (d)
I lie in bed staring at the patterns on the ceiling, the trees twitching in the wind casting shadows of branches like veins inside a lung, pulsing...
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The Irritating Gentleman (part two)
‘Wow,’ Martin got out and looked around at the garden which was very overgrown. Everything was unnervingly tall; white shasta daisies reaching up to...
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The Irritating Gentleman (part one)
‘You go first. I can see you’re eager..’ Hayley glanced at the irritating gentlemen as she glided past him, a little too close for her liking within...
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I Dreamt of Tigers
I dreamt of tigers again last night. I hid in their shadow stripes and watched as memories flickered with a show of faces as they stalked me in a...
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The Vale - Part 1 (c)
I’ve grown used to our home, to the space, the cosy fug of central heating, clean white bathrooms, muted decor, nutritious food and luxuries. It...
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You've painted quite a cold
Posted on Tue, 22 Feb 2022
You've painted quite a cold picture of our modern towns here, the combination of the weather, the ever increasing number of empty shops, the enduring problem with homelessness and the facelessness of facemasks. I do worry about the future with...
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A magical poem which really
Posted on Wed, 24 Feb 2021
A magical poem which really captures the spirit of the night time. I enjoyed, neon street lamps, urban penumbra. For people who still have energy after the demands of the day, the night represents another world where the planets seem closer.
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Lovely, watery poem, I
Posted on Fri, 12 Feb 2021
Lovely, watery poem, I enjoyed the free flowing arrangement of the river's description. It's so alive and very much an apt theme, given all the bursting banks and frozen, flooded fields I observe on my drive to work.
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Enjoyed this. The idea of
Posted on Thu, 30 Jan 2020
Enjoyed this. The idea of getting dirty among nature while somehow getting your mind cleaned all at the same time. I would love a glimpse of blue sky against the bare bones of trees.
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Hi Rhiannon, these nature
Posted on Wed, 16 Oct 2019
Hi Rhiannon, these nature poems you write are so professional now and this is no exception. There's so much texture and the way you extend beyond the visual confines of the scene, 'enjoying the expanse as if they could fly' because that's how it...
Read full commentPosted in The Long Mynd, Shropshire (12/10/19)
What a descriptive snap shot
Posted on Tue, 07 May 2019
What a descriptive snap shot of the sea and its natural surroundings. I love the way you've included sound in this, the gentle booming, also the scent - of seaweed and of course the coastal flowers so beautiful at this time of year.
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I have teens and you've
Posted on Sat, 01 Dec 2018
I have teens and you've articulated the current situation so well. There's a huge problem with drugs too, they're dirt cheap and used in the same way we used alcohol. The pressures, choices, the constant scrutiny, exposure to everything too...
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I really enjoy these nature
Posted on Fri, 23 Nov 2018
I really enjoy these nature poems Rhiannon, partly because they focus on our native flora and fauna. In urban areas we are often surrounded by plants from all over the world which look pretty of course but lack the subtle balance of nature which...
Read full commentPosted in Ross on Wye and Chase Wood 15/11/18
I am 41 and I'm crying
Posted on Sun, 09 Aug 2015
I am 41 and I'm crying because I can't concentrate enough to write and this is really good and catchy and true. If only there were no more reasons to cry after seventeen!
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Ha ha. Tom Thumb is much more
Posted on Sat, 27 Sep 2025
Ha ha. Tom Thumb is much more than the size of his parts. A man shouldn't be judged by his height or the size of any of his key features, it's out of his control and not fair game.
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