Philip Sidney

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StoryWe called him a lot of names The Box Face13 years 6 months ago
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StoryBeneath the Water Lilies Mark Say93 years 6 months ago
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StoryOn Ownership well-wisher23 years 6 months ago
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StoryThere's a dog in the playground! mcmanaman33 years 7 months ago
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My stories

Cow

Otto's cow poems distracted me...

K Ward - part 1 (Out of Sight)

Thomas watched as shadows moved across the ward. The silhouette of the bars of his bed stretched and shrank over grey lino, as though some hidden...

Poetry Day Pastoral

I shouldn’t be writing this poem. I should be unravelling, rewinding, today's tangled mess, into the juggling balls of tomorrow. I shouldn’t be...

Smoke

We drank coffee, before you left. Neither of us taste, barely register, its fleeting heat. Your eyes dart over messages, your mind already in another...

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404 of my comments have received 402 Great Feedback votes

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Beautifully structured, has

Posted on Sat, 14 Mar 2015

Beautifully structured, has the rythm of trains, a brief encounter, melancholic and romantic- if trains can be.

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Posted in Passing Trains in Winter Rain

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Always at the back of our

Posted on Mon, 09 Mar 2015

Always at the back of our minds, slipping on that stair.  (Just thinking you wanted 'too' not 'to' in the second line.)

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Posted in I CAN NOT BE CYNICAL

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Such powerful images, I can

Posted on Sat, 07 Mar 2015

Such powerful images, I can feel the pain.

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Posted in Young Hearts

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Slipping out the back way,

Posted on Sat, 07 Mar 2015

Slipping out the back way, what a great, if shady, character. Darkly humorous.

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Posted in Don't count on Me

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What a lovely romantic walk

Posted on Thu, 05 Mar 2015

What a lovely romantic walk through the city.

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Posted in Waterloo Sunset

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The slow descent down the

Posted on Tue, 03 Mar 2015

The slow descent down the stairs, it begins so optimistically to end in grief.   Strong and effective images.

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Posted in Shadows on the Stairs

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Beautiful, austere images.

Posted on Tue, 03 Mar 2015

Beautiful, austere images.  Really like this.

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Posted in serenity

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You've made us notice her and

Posted on Sun, 01 Mar 2015

You've made us notice her and you have sung her!

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Posted in To The Girl That's Not Sung

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Such a strong sense of

Posted on Sun, 01 Mar 2015

Such a strong sense of isolation, heart-felt.

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Posted in Battered Shells

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Goodness!  A nice sense of

Posted on Sun, 01 Mar 2015

Goodness!  A nice sense of time and place and an unusual take on The Fitzgerald story.  Grim but well written.

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Posted in Bernice Bobs Her Head

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