Philip Sidney

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My stories

Name Tag

A bit of a mean one.
Cherry

Magic Lantern

The strangest night of my life? Let me flick though the magic lantern of my mind. Of course there were the nights of illness. Night walls moved in...
Cherry

Joy

The sky was a perfect, blackbird’s egg, blue. Evelyn tilted her head back to watch the kaleidoscope flashes of green and blue rushing above her...
Cherry

LDV: Washwood Heath (Necropolis)

Grit, backbone of Midland industry, ground out by the elements, glacial drift, geological shift. Upon gravel the city made its shape. Halls of...
Cherry

Penance

Mrs Hohepa watched the little girl sitting on the bench opposite swing her legs. Back and forth, back and forth. ‘Pretty little thing. Swing your...
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385 of my comments have received 370 Great Feedback votes

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Tom is a great character, you

Posted on Wed, 21 Jan 2015

Tom is a great character, you played with the reader's feeling thoughout, really enjoyed reading this.

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Posted in Runaway Hitchhikers

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Glad for this quick visit to

Posted on Mon, 19 Jan 2015

Glad for this quick visit to this exotic place on a cold and frosy English morning.

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Posted in savannah dream

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A lovely tranquil feel.  

Posted on Mon, 19 Jan 2015

A lovely tranquil feel.  (quiet)

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Posted in any given sunday

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The curse of being human.

Posted on Sun, 18 Jan 2015

The curse of being human.

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Posted in three a.m.

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I really like the way you

Posted on Thu, 15 Jan 2015

I really like the way you have built this, excellent structure.

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Posted in Melancholy

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The archeology of ourselves,

Posted on Tue, 06 Jan 2015

The archeology of ourselves, I like the ideas and images in this poem.

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Posted in Sifting Through

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Love this cat's eye view of

Posted on Mon, 05 Jan 2015

Love this cat's eye view of the world, hope he keeps up with his journal.

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Posted in Omar's Diary 4th January 2015

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Good on the details (cake and

Posted on Sat, 03 Jan 2015

Good on the details (cake and coffee), more character background would be good so we care about the character.

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Posted in Pure Magic Chapter 2

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A nive fairytale feel.  I

Posted on Sat, 03 Jan 2015

A nive fairytale feel.  I like the descriptions of the house and would like some more of this.

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Posted in Pure Magic Chapter 1

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So sad, I read the other poem

Posted on Fri, 02 Jan 2015

So sad, I read the other poem first but now see that that tells of the haunting presence of a missing colleague.

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Posted in Rock Bottom

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