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Poem of the week

Snowdonian Stone

This is the stone, thrown molten from a fiery heart which took its small part in: The Transformation of the Great Mountain. This is the stone,...
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Bubble-blow, Thistledown and Candyfloss

Oh this silly life I live light as soapy bubble-blow, sparking with foolish iridescent hope, watch it float away and – pop it bursts and is no more...
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Teasels

Colours, faded to winter’s gentle browns and greys. Sweet nectar, gone, lapped by the long tongued bee. We stand, unaided through icy nights and...
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The City Lives

The city lives grows like a child imperceptibly unless seen at intervals creeps over time and once green fields produces imitations mutations which...
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Artists in the Classroom

He scowls at the back Carves his name in the desk Sneers in your face Spits on the floor Prowls from the room Read what he scrawled: Caravaggio. She...
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385 of my comments have received 382 Great Feedback votes

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Such an interesting

Posted on Sat, 11 Apr 2015

Such an interesting perspective, really compelling.

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Posted in My brother, the murderer.

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A lovely description of being

Posted on Tue, 07 Apr 2015

A lovely description of being carried away with music, most atmospheric.

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Posted in Dancing Alive

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I think you are missing a bit

Posted on Tue, 07 Apr 2015

I think you are missing a bit on the last sentence.  Some interesting ideas here, the comfort of ignorance and a tough of magic around the eruption. On to part 2!

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Posted in Huluppu Tree, Ch. 1

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The truth of mortality, some

Posted on Mon, 06 Apr 2015

The truth of mortality, some lovely images here.

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Posted in The River shows us truth

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This builds so well!

Posted on Sun, 05 Apr 2015

This builds so well!

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Posted in "I have seen the Lord!"

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strong plot and sharp writing

Posted on Fri, 03 Apr 2015

strong plot and sharp writing.

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Posted in The Fifth Star - Chapter 12 (2/2) - Separation

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Such a strong sense of time

Posted on Thu, 02 Apr 2015

Such a strong sense of time and place.

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Posted in Motorway Dawn

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Bleakly brilliant.

Posted on Wed, 01 Apr 2015

Bleakly brilliant.

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Posted in Burial At Sea

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This is such a powerful piece

Posted on Tue, 24 Mar 2015

This is such a powerful piece.  It would be worth correcting things like capital letters, paragraphing, also slight niggles like wind can't pierce skin etc, only so the piece is given the justice it deserves.

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Posted in Warning

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The agony of waiting, reading

Posted on Sun, 22 Mar 2015

The agony of waiting, reading too much into things, love hurts, but it's an enjoyable sort of pain.

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