D G Moody
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I have 20 stories published in
3 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 3821 times
and 6 of my stories have been cherry picked.
19 of my 95 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 19 votes
I’m now retired and living with my wife and Springer Spaniel in a village outside Cambridge U.K. I have dual U.K. and Australian citizenship, having lived in the latter and also travelled in Asia, in-between living in London for two years. I came back to the U.K. in 1993 as a Buddhist monk and was later involved in interfaith between Buddhist and Christian monasticism, which led to my returning to lay life. I now identify as a Christian – albeit with Buddhist influences!
My interests lie in writing – prose and poetry, informed by my experience of life plus religion, history, and current affairs. I also enjoy cooking, walking (with wife and dog), and the joys of friendship. I have previously posted on UKAuthors. My verse tends toward rhyming, but as a beginner I’m always willing to improve my craft.
Early Daffodils
Posted on Wed, 15 Mar 2023
I thought you expressed in a few lines what is the emergent beauty of the daffodils, especially now in our delayed spring; a nice one Rhiannonw. Dougie
Read full commentPosted in A few early wild daffodils in the woods
Remembrance of things past
Posted on Wed, 15 Mar 2023
I though you captured that time well, and reading reminded me of my own 'salad days'.
Read full commentPosted in Part Of Something Special
Memories
Posted on Fri, 10 Mar 2023
your black and white ghost
running in the eternal mist.
This brought back recent memories of loosing our beloved dog. A good poem Paul
Read full commentPosted in Spring Skies (After the Dogs of Winter)
We sit on our legs
Posted on Mon, 13 Feb 2023
Well done Jane; this got me into a poetic mood; about how I was once carried about on my legs when I broke through in jogging - came the day when I only had to summon my legs for a good run.
Read full commentPosted in These are the Legs I Ordered.
Intriguing, more than is said.
Posted on Tue, 14 Feb 2023
Thanks for this Rhiannonw. I though it captured in its conversational tone, the chasm that can seperates a childs world frome that of us adults. Yes, reassure the child, but that face is very real to it.
Read full commentPosted in Worked-up Fear?
Green man still shoots as green
Posted on Mon, 06 Feb 2023
Thank you Jenny. And yes, I do so love the Green Man in our ancient island myths - or truths? I just wish he could still come striding in.
Read full commentPosted in Secrets Of A Green Man
Ah Buddhist!
Posted on Sat, 04 Feb 2023
I was once priveleged to spend some years as a Buddhist Bhikkhu, so no wonder this resonates.
Read full commentPosted in The Wheel in the Cave
The dark is a different country
Posted on Thu, 09 Feb 2023
A good imaginative poem, that takes me along on that walk in the night.
Read full commentPosted in Lit Windows
Any town now.
Posted on Thu, 09 Feb 2023
Yes, just like our St Ives - the real one, not the ponsy tourist trap; the only growth now is in charity shops - well written Ewan
Read full commentPosted in Our Town
Death in memory
Posted on Thu, 09 Feb 2023
This is good. I liked its flow, and your clever use of words - 'a well-urned fate' is a superalative phrase. A well-deserved cherry Ewan.
Read full commentPosted in For As Long As
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