Di_Hard

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I have 19 stories published in 0 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 7027 times and 26 of my stories have been cherry picked.
49 of my 545 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 51 votes

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Gold cherry

cotyledons

winter fingered earth safed. Now joined as prayer clasped hands they come up from darkness forgotten hopes open for the sun. Fragile, green growing...

on the way to the letterbox

On trees, sky high blossom's pure, untouchable pink. Fallen, fresh soft coolness mixes with dust and thorns.
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Cherry

wind

Come home from far across the sea no soft shawled shoulders welcome the wanderer - nor familiar comforting arms catch me from the race, save me from...
Cherry

hearth song

This is not a flame quivering in every misunderstanding or longing that flares in the pull of absence nor forest fire, consuming all needs, breath...
Gold cherry
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Walking home from shopping 8/3/18

You know how, if you find a piece of quartz on the beach and hold it up to the light you can see white, cream and amber fractured bright as the...

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49 of my comments have received 51 Great Feedback votes

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Very interesting to read his

Posted on Fri, 02 Feb 2018

Very interesting to read his story. I only really knew of him from hearing an interview about how by the time they let working class people into Oxford it was so dummed down there was no point going there, and that the elites never accepted him...

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Posted in Les Rowse, Philippe and I

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You are quite right Tom, it's

Posted on Sun, 17 Sep 2017

You are quite right Tom, it's just a collection of nature scenes. It's just that I realised that someone from centuries ago could have seen them, too. And while I think of the wood as a beautiful place to go and see the sun and hear the birds....

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Posted in time travelling

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yes, I liked that the cows

Posted on Wed, 23 May 2018

yes, I liked that the cows and children died had significance for different reasons, so much heartache put so simply

and that "Winters smelled of kerosene". I remember there were lots of powercuts growing up, so paraffin reminds me of cold...

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Posted in Histories of a small town in Ontario

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NEVER  feel guilty! If I

Posted on Fri, 04 May 2018

NEVER  feel guilty! If I could only write like this I would, every day. No other issue is as important, for if we destroy the Earth there will be nothing anyway.

Lions, giaffes, elephants. These are all at serious risk. No cgi is ever...

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Posted in Palm oil or Orangutans?

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 two seperate creativities

Posted on Sat, 28 Apr 2018

 two seperate creativities and visions combined to make something magical for both? A child feeling equal in a grown up world, a grown up reminded of the wonder of being a child

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Posted in Collaboration

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I love this.

Posted on Fri, 27 Apr 2018

I love this.

Going at different speeds but arriving together

A dead end coming to life - brilliant!

"look back at the increasingly staggering view".  Gives a strong image of space/time so easily.

"Convenient" table...

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Posted in Effort & View

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Beautiful poem, you express

Posted on Sat, 21 Apr 2018

Beautiful poem, you express so well the seeming fragility of Spring but also how it's actually very strong, as it has overcome the darkness of Winter, just as the flames of your dreams overcome dark times. It makes me think of those ink paintings...

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Posted in My Dreams are Safe (IP)

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What you sound like to me is

Posted on Fri, 20 Apr 2018

What you sound like to me is someone of indomitable spirit who has suffered terribly. 

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Posted in 2105 H

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They ARE  like table cloths,

Posted on Thu, 19 Apr 2018

They ARE  like table cloths, and the way they ripple is like slow motion flapping a table cloth to open it out before putting it on the table. I'd never have thought of that. I like the slow graceful way of this poem, too

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Posted in Far away, the Manta Ray

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full of riches - savage star,

Posted on Tue, 17 Apr 2018

full of riches - savage star, cubist nightmare of breath and limbs, curated flowers.

the huge gaps between lines give the feeling of drifting, dislocation

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Posted in Crowds

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