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"Art of Trouble" 5
Settled in separate rooms with the connecting door locked between them, Jade tried to relax but knowing trouble couldn’t be expected to leave her...
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"Willow's Missing Tail" 31
Martha couldn’t help Willow, not until sunrise, so with a worried heart she went back and picked up the two teacups. She walked on to the kitchen...
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"Art of Trouble" 4
Jade finished her coffee and croissant sandwich of ham and cheese as she scrolled through information on her phone regarding the artist, Casper...
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"Art of Trouble" 3
After the train rolled to a stop at the Croton-Harmon station the conductor opened the doors of the train cars to allow exiting passengers off and...
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"Art of Trouble" 2
24 hours earlier Jade was critiquing her outfit choice in her mirror, not sure if it did anything for her, and was about to change when her cell...
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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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Thank you, the cherries are
Posted on Fri, 14 Oct 2016
Thank you, the cherries are lovely. Let's hope for more chances to write on these lovely pages here on ABCtales....
Read full commentPosted in No Place like it Anywhere!
Your reminiscences always
Posted on Fri, 21 Nov 2025
Your reminiscences always take me back to similar days in my life- My first Broadway play was also at the tender age of sixteen, it was 'Jesus Christ Superstar' and the lead actor with his long hair and beautiful face drew on this teenagers...
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