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I have 1259 stories published in 7 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 5308501 times and 523 of my stories have been cherry picked.
2832 of my 19,605 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 2914 votes

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Strands Of Thought

As I sit here on bright November afternoon, Warmth of sun Giving pleasure, As rays stream Through into Conservatory, Crystal hangs in Window ensuring...

Blessings

In loving memory of Sharon. Remind us to have positive memories, strengthen and support with sensitivity these two beloved sisters and daughters,...

Yin And Yang Of Poseidon

Giddy with excitement oh vast oceans of energy, in twisted loop of eternal alertness weaving between starfish; drenching smooth, glossy pebbles as...
Gold cherry

New Beginnings

Dear diary... I stopped to think the other day how we've lived here fifteen years, moved in on November 5 th 2004. Turned up at our new property...
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Cherry

Safe Journey Blackbird

It's now early November and still late roses bloom, in between leaves holding onto life like they have no intention of going anywhere, so I scatter...
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2832 of my comments have received 2914 Great Feedback votes

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Such a likeable little story

Posted on Tue, 02 Jul 2024

Such a likeable little story within your poem Rhiannon. The rhythm and rhyme are spot on too.

Jenny.

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Posted in Uncle Claus

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Hi Maxine,

Posted on Wed, 03 Jul 2024

Hi Maxine,

I understand and really feel your frustration. It's like the world has gone crazy with these robots and A I. Makes you wonder what the future will have in store, it's terrifying.

Hope everything works out okay in the end...

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Posted in Crazy!!!

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Hi Turlough,

Posted on Tue, 02 Jul 2024

Hi Turlough,

I see you don't hang around when it comes to getting on top of things that need doing. You are certainly an early bird working in the garden at 6.00am.

It's strange but for the first time both me and my partner are...

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Posted in Where Have All the Flowers Gone?

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Some gripping descriptions of

Posted on Mon, 01 Jul 2024

Some gripping descriptions of the weather Turlough, can't imagine hail stones as big as mandarin oranges, that's a pretty scary scene.I hope you managed to clear the garden, I bet it's the last thing you needed at this time of year.

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Posted in Holiday on Ice

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Things are really hotting up

Posted on Fri, 28 Jun 2024

Things are really hotting up now. I'm so enjoying your story Phil.

Keep em coming. ...

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Posted in Monday, Monday (Dead Reckoning series - Part 15)

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Hi Jane,

Posted on Thu, 27 Jun 2024

Hi Jane,

your poem brings back memories of my mum back in the 1960s, especially in the lines:-

You're so lucky

To observe the scale of colours

Draw the octave of scents

into your lungs

To squeeze the...

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Posted in This Rose Garden

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Oh! Di, it's wonderful to

Posted on Mon, 24 Jun 2024

Oh! Di, it's wonderful to hear from you. I can truely understand how your son must have felt. To be honest I just wanted to die at the time, as I'd been unable to get down stairs for a week and was at the end of my tether with all the coughing...

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Posted in His Flight

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Hi Turlough,

Posted on Mon, 24 Jun 2024

Hi Turlough,

I was so sorry to hear about how the weather has effected your lives, it can be so cruel, especially with all your hard work. I do look forward to reading your diary entries, though they may be hard to relive.

Getting a...

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Posted in His Flight

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This is a brilliant response

Posted on Tue, 25 Jun 2024

This is a brilliant response to the I P Rhiannon.

I also like the rhythm and rhyme too.

Jenny.

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Posted in Extreme differences!

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Dear Turlough,

Posted on Mon, 24 Jun 2024

Dear Turlough,

you've made me very happy that you enjoyed my little story within this poem. I don't know who the towel belonged to, it was just lying there begging for a story to come.

I wrote this poem about two months ago before I...

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Posted in His Flight

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