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"Art of Trouble" 8
Thomas gathered up the new phone box and accessories from the counter while Jade familiarized herself with her new model iPhone. She scrolled down...
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"Christmas with a Child's View" (....Santa Claus, Pere Noel, Father Christmas, Sinterklaas, Saint Nicholas, Kris Kringle....)
Needed a bit of silly to brighten this holiday, hope you forgive my slip into childish rhyme but also hope- you do enjoy it.... Merry, Happy Christmas!
"Winter Constitutional"
Ghostly breaths of brumal dew Icy mist of petrichor Barren branches sway and shiver Loosening spikes of icicles To stab the frozen earth Subnivean...
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"Art of Trouble" 7
Thomas rounded the bend heading to the bottom of the exit road at a troubling speed and with way too much wobble from the deflated back tire, but...
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"Willow's Missing Tail" 35 (last chapter)
Now that the sun had risen and the house was unstuck, all the guests were free to leave but the night’s conflicts still lingered over some of them,...
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The late 60’s and 70’s were
Posted on Tue, 18 Oct 2022
The late 60’s and 70’s were formative years for me too.I am there with you Jenny. The music fed our souls. The days of youth were awareness personified and anything was possible, felt possible, and the music was the background to it all. Losing a...
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Lovely walk on a crisp wintry
Posted on Fri, 07 Jan 2022
Lovely walk on a crisp wintry day and fully appreciated, I am sure, after an illness has passed. I was happy to hear you are over it and much enjoyed this stroll over the icy path, breathing in the fresh air and enjoying the quiet, frosty...
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I love poems of nature and
Posted on Sat, 29 May 2021
I love poems of nature and this is so beautifully descriptive, I could see the petals wanting to unfurl, feel the anticipation of that moment. This is such a well written piece of poetry I will surely read this many more times. Thank you for...
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So dimensional this corner
Posted on Mon, 24 May 2021
So multi-dimensional this corner poet - I can see the human spirit and your ending line brings the pain into focus. And the first lines "the only even prime is two" is something to ponder. (no man is an island, or shouldn't be)- Thank you for...
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Like butterscoth dripping
Posted on Sun, 23 May 2021
Like butterscoth dripping from the sky. This poem was easy on the senses and calm enducing. It was lovely to share your patch of sunshine today, Thank you Richard.
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The sounds at night are
Posted on Wed, 08 Jul 2020
The sounds at night are amplified by mostly silent streets here and you've captured perfectly all of those sounds. The distant train whistle, the rainwater plinking in puddles and dropping from drenched leaves...the lone dog barking- I could walk...
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I love these Craven Danger
Posted on Thu, 09 Apr 2020
I love these Craven Danger stories. I've posted a link on my facebook page to give my friends and family a little humour in their day too. I truly hope you publish these stories in a book. they are all gems - and the world sure could use some...
Read full commentPosted in The Coffee Pot on the Corner - A Craven Danger Mystery
‘Doily old’ struck a chord
Posted on Mon, 02 Sep 2019
‘Doily old’ struck a chord for me; I can remember houses of older relatives I'd visited when I was a child that had these on sofa arms and entry tables.
I really enjoyed reading your story, partly because New York was my playground too so...
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Thank you. When I received
Posted on Fri, 03 May 2019
Thank you. When I received 1944 as the random year, it was all I could think of, the batlle where a realtive of mine died on Christmas Eve. I thought it so sad that he had died on that day, not that death on any other day would have been less sad...
Read full commentPosted in 1944 (12miles south of Spa Belgium)
Don't apologize, They were
Posted on Sun, 21 Apr 2019
They were arrogant little jerks and I believe you have every right to be shouty - as a matter of fact -shout it from a mountain top - it reaches more ears that way-
Your story drew me in and, being a woman, infuriated me at the lack of...
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