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My stories


Midlife Molly

The sun fades away to near nothing. She thinks she should get up out of her chair, turn on a few lights. And then she thinks: why? What are the...

Darling Debbie

Under darkness. The sunset hangs in her memory, red and dusky; but the lights take over, black and purple mixed with orange and white. The strobes...

Pretty Poppy

The hours mount up. They stack like bricks, like stone slabs on her shoulders, weighing evenly on each side. Every step leaves craters in the...
Gold cherry

Under Sunset

Pretty Poppy, Dancing on the head of a pin. Always ready with a show, With a smile, a wink, a backwards glance, She flares as the lights get low. No...
Gold cherry


Ivy knows the road home; She ought to, She’s walked it so many times, she thinks, Back and forth across her own footprints, Stopping, and turning,...


14 of my comments have received 13 Great Feedback votes

1 Vote

Lovely poem, all the right

Posted on Fri, 19 Jul 2019

Lovely poem, all the right phrases to bring the subject to life. Simple and powerful and real. Nice work.

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Posted in Monachopsis

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Nice, well written.  Getting

Posted on Thu, 10 Jan 2019

Nice, well written.  Getting the rhythm and rhyme to come together naturally, and with a point to make, without sounding at all forced is not an easy task.

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Posted in Actual Action

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Well, it looks like progeny

Posted on Sat, 14 Apr 2018

Well, it looks like progeny of pepsoid is a prodigy...

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Posted in Mr and Mrs Nose

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Ooh, perfect.  So much to

Posted on Sat, 20 Oct 2018

Ooh, perfect.  So much to like in here, just this great collection of perfect little mini-descriptions of life.  An excellent of "jingle of words" indeed.

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Posted in What to Do

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soft, charmed; the sort

Posted on Sat, 25 Aug 2018

soft, charmed; the sort length works with the simplicity to make this poem stand out as something 'extra.'  Very nice.

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Posted in The rift between us

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Cute, funny, topical.  Great

Posted on Fri, 04 May 2018

Cute, funny, topical.  Great poem.  Casting my vote for the Orang-utans too.  And rainforests.  And continued life on Earth and so forth....

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Posted in Palm oil or Orangutans?

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Clever.  Intriguing.  I liked

Posted on Sun, 14 Jan 2018

Clever.  Intriguing.  I liked this one.  It leaves an adequate amount of mystery for the story to remain in your mind after reading it.  I always like a story that just scratches the surface and leaves some unanswered questions.

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Posted in Clock Is Ticking

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I like the moody blue shadows

Posted on Sun, 31 Dec 2017

I like the moody blue shadows.  Nice poem.

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Posted in Solace

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Nice portrait.  The character

Posted on Sat, 16 Sep 2017

Nice portrait.  The character comes alive in a poem that feels as if it's about more than it says 'out loud'.

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Posted in Heels

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cute, quirky fan fiction. 

Posted on Sat, 10 Jun 2017

cute, quirky fan fiction.  Loved it :)

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Posted in when plungers touch, the secret confession of Dalek 366 second draft