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StoryHowl Like a Wolf Bee189 years 11 months ago
StoryGhosts in the Machine (Poetry Monthly) Philip Sidney299 years 11 months ago
StoryFlesh in Profile (poetry monthly) Bee209 years 11 months ago
StoryA Bleak Interlude Rhiannonw129 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Party chant109 years 11 months ago
StoryChristmas Crumb smokejack19 years 11 months ago
StoryPuzzle: Politically Correct Charades well-wisher29 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Scarecrow and The Snowman (Nursery Rhyme) well-wisher29 years 11 months ago
StoryOVERDIZZED moonphish49 years 11 months ago
StoryLiberty london_calling79119 years 11 months ago
StoryAbout My Daughter... Silver Spun Sand149 years 11 months ago
StorySunday Fire mrpeterjthomas49 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Tired Man mrpeterjthomas29 years 11 months ago
StoryNeither a Broker nor a Banker luigi_pagano69 years 11 months ago
StoryINVISIBLE PAINT moonphish49 years 11 months ago
StoryDay 10 Horseinabathtub29 years 11 months ago
StoryIroning Unironed Silver Spun Sand69 years 11 months ago
StoryPlus Ça Change luigi_pagano109 years 11 months ago
StoryPlease don't touch me Deliberately Ev...119 years 11 months ago
StorySick and Tired FallenAngel29 years 11 months ago
StoryWhen Dad Reads The Christmas List trevor_mossop19 years 11 months ago
StoryYou buddyboy39 years 11 months ago
StoryAt The Café Bee179 years 11 months ago
StoryPreparing to Meet Your Goliath Silver Spun Sand129 years 11 months ago
StoryCompleting the Circle (Poetry Monthly) Rhiannonw49 years 11 months ago

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A Willow Tree

Someday I'd like to wander free like butterfly, like bumblebee, perhaps to plant a willow tree beside the silent solemn sea, before these things...

The Gnat

" if not the gnat, the gnat is naught... " ANON Hmmm... wonder what that means...
Cherry

The Verdict

NOW Well, GI Jack is welcome back, he left his legs in 'Nam. He wakes at night in sweat and fright, then drinks another dram. He doesn't know quite...

Now and Then and Now Again...

1 Though still within our infancy, we strive to thrive, but woefully we flash and flaunt our 'primacy', display our trophies pridefully. Our terra...

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