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StoryWhere Will We Run To ? forest_for_ever310 years 2 weeks ago
StoryScrooge … (IP) Rhiannonw410 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe Time Saver's Wife Bee510 years 3 weeks ago
StoryFlaw mrpeterjthomas510 years 3 weeks ago
StoryA Passing Thought (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand1010 years 3 weeks ago
StoryA tick in time (Poetry Monthly) Rhiannonw1110 years 4 weeks ago
StoryWanna - (poetry monthly) Bee2110 years 1 month ago
StoryMan of Iron skinner_jennifer1110 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Tenth Circle of Hell Silver Spun Sand810 years 1 month ago
StoryI Need Me a Forest - A Rant hudsonmoon1410 years 1 month ago
StoryA busy mozzie’s buzz Rhiannonw1410 years 1 month ago
StoryLucy's in the Sky (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand810 years 1 month ago
Story'All That Jazz' Silver Spun Sand1010 years 1 month ago
StoryNuthoused EB1610 years 1 month ago
StoryPainting the Homeless Godly Silver Spun Sand1810 years 1 month ago
StoryLicked EB1210 years 1 month ago
StoryWelsh/English Waters Mix Rhiannonw1210 years 1 month ago
StoryFrozen Ground Rhiannonw1310 years 1 month ago
StoryEnlightened big stu210 years 1 month ago
StoryI am a sheradised annular nail - re written Deliberately Ev...510 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Lady that Played Piano Silver Spun Sand610 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Sky to be Born (Sean Elyot) loquaciousicity310 years 1 month ago
StoryOld Central Birmingham Library Philip Sidney1510 years 1 month ago
StoryBorder Control (Poetry Monthly) Philip Sidney2510 years 1 month ago
StoryAccording to the Birdie Rhiannonw1010 years 2 months ago

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Lotsa Limericks ... Politicians Per Verse

Our prez is now Donald J Trump Who has promised to clean out the sump Well he's certainly no wussy When groping a pussy What more to expect from a...

The World Around US

Awaking blithe each morning, with eyes upon the World, I wonder, are we mourning with ebon flags unfurled - or are they but a warning, some draped...

Unsettled Sea

While whispers shush on sheltered shores, as soon the cockcrow quakes, the seas descry a skittish sky, sense summer zephyrs wake – roused passions...
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Gothic Nights

My chamber teems with tensions, taut, that logic can’t withstand, fragmenting mental masonry with memories unplanned, as bitter tears from hazel eyes...

War is a War Crime

Once wars were fought with sticks and stones to flog the flesh and batter bones and conquer lands, defending thrones - though gods provoke, not one...

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