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‘Well, he’s done a good job of the lawn. I think you need to be careful not to confuse him, he's fresh out of the box, Vanessa. Play around with the...
‘No. I wish I was.’ ‘I’m a bit taken aback to be honest, Vanessa.’ There was a short period of silence. ‘I know….and I’m really sorry. I was having a...
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I really like this, Rhiannon.
Posted on Mon, 15 Jan 2024
I really like this, Rhiannon. It's easy to forget that farmers are up and out in all weathers, at all times helping nature along. Your words are soft and powerful here, much like the lamplight.
I too love, 'birdsong ballads on barest branches'. It's something I've been noticing this week, the birds are celebrating day length. Peace is the greatest thing we can hope for and some sort of rebalancing in our economy. New year's eve truly...
That took a dark turn. I honestly thought this was a gentle peice about the Northern Lights, The part about the man in white fedora attacking a couple and biting them, it happens (a lot in Wales apparently). Then all sorts of carnage unfolding...
A perfect storm in words. I've just moved house and the sounds produced by the high winds are more alarming since I'm yet to figure out what's normal for the building. Awful damage for some out there. Let's hope for more peace and perhaps even...
Your poem is very cleansing, Rhiannon. You've conveyed a strong sense of all that water rushing, studded with wintry natural features, tangled bare branches and leaf litter.
I think his idea was already out of date when he thought of it. All those ideas, locked away in rooms while the world destroys itself. Thank you for reading and commenting, Jenny.
Lots to this story. It had the feel of a nineties Christmas when the pubs were heaving and you needed a ticket to get inside, although those high street stores were still thriving back then. There's always an Elliot type character causing trouble...
This reminds me Hans Christian Anderson, the morphing of dreams and reality and the falling snow. I really enjoyed it, a very professional short story with some festive magic thrown in.
I really like this, Rhiannon.
Posted on Mon, 15 Jan 2024
I really like this, Rhiannon. It's easy to forget that farmers are up and out in all weathers, at all times helping nature along. Your words are soft and powerful here, much like the lamplight.
Read full commentPosted in Night Help
I too love, 'birdsong ballads
Posted on Tue, 09 Jan 2024
I too love, 'birdsong ballads on barest branches'. It's something I've been noticing this week, the birds are celebrating day length. Peace is the greatest thing we can hope for and some sort of rebalancing in our economy. New year's eve truly...
Read full commentPosted in January Panorama
I've been brainwashed, Di. I
Posted on Mon, 08 Jan 2024
I've been brainwashed, Di. I'm smoking a cigar in some long glistening loafers as we speak, no socks mind, just a hint of tanned ankle.
Thank you for reading and your great compliment x
Read full commentPosted in Make Millions in Two Minutes...
That took a dark turn. I
Posted on Wed, 03 Jan 2024
That took a dark turn. I honestly thought this was a gentle peice about the Northern Lights, The part about the man in white fedora attacking a couple and biting them, it happens (a lot in Wales apparently). Then all sorts of carnage unfolding...
Read full commentPosted in Abyss
A perfect storm in words. I
Posted on Wed, 03 Jan 2024
A perfect storm in words. I've just moved house and the sounds produced by the high winds are more alarming since I'm yet to figure out what's normal for the building. Awful damage for some out there. Let's hope for more peace and perhaps even...
Read full commentPosted in Storm
Your poem is very cleansing,
Posted on Wed, 13 Dec 2023
Your poem is very cleansing, Rhiannon. You've conveyed a strong sense of all that water rushing, studded with wintry natural features, tangled bare branches and leaf litter.
Read full commentPosted in Tumbling river and tangled footpath
I think his idea was already
Posted on Wed, 13 Dec 2023
I think his idea was already out of date when he thought of it. All those ideas, locked away in rooms while the world destroys itself. Thank you for reading and commenting, Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Brodie's Big Idea
Very creepy throughout. I don
Posted on Tue, 12 Dec 2023
Very creepy throughout. I don't know what happened but I was throughly absorbed and very scared of Mrs Stanton.
Read full commentPosted in If We Don't Talk About It, It Won't Haunt Me
Lots to this story. It had
Posted on Tue, 12 Dec 2023
Lots to this story. It had the feel of a nineties Christmas when the pubs were heaving and you needed a ticket to get inside, although those high street stores were still thriving back then. There's always an Elliot type character causing trouble...
Read full commentPosted in 'Twas the Night Before Christmas
This reminds me Hans
Posted on Sun, 10 Dec 2023
This reminds me Hans Christian Anderson, the morphing of dreams and reality and the falling snow. I really enjoyed it, a very professional short story with some festive magic thrown in.
Read full commentPosted in "Starlight And Miracles" (A Christmas tale)
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