manicstreetmother

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I have 4 stories published in one collection on the site.
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Rain

Then came the expected rain As if on cue Continual crashing Ceaseless smashing Tearing through black Unstoppable gloom Every summer has a storm...

Porthcawl Nights

The summer air cold and damp Porthcawl nights in a caravan camp As we walked together on the sand We chased the sunset hand in hand On rocks watching...

Epicentre

We had a moment one autumn When we drifted alone Two golden sunwashed leaves Falling to earth on dying breeze I held you in my hands Your colours...

Granny's in my house

shortlisted at Pontypool Poet of the Year