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Child’s play?

She orders him around unmercifully while he looks at her with utter adoration in his eyes.  If ordering does not work, she brings out the secret weapon…the smile, the cheeky glance from beneath her eyelashes. Very seldom does she resort … Continue reading

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‘Still raining, still dreaming’… by Stuart France

* …That night Jed’s ‘derelict’ appears in the bed-room enveloped in an aura of light. He slowly crouches and whispers in my ear: ” ‘E cummin outta dem bushes shinin’, ‘e shinin’ like sum black buff sun. * ‘E donna … Continue reading

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Time before…by Stuart France

* Time before and time after… * * After the restless craving for earth… Continue reading here

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Lair of the Black Shade… by Stuart France

* …A flutter of recognition flicked across his gaze. “What is it?” Asked Wen, her icy tone slicing through the summer haze like a frosty stare. “There’s an old lay, I can’t quite remember how it goes…” “Try!” * * … Continue reading

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Stairways to heaven…by Stuart France

* “It’s just a landscape, Don.” * * “Well, it is undoubtedly a landscape…” * * “…And a sky-scape too…” * * “…Although, I’m not too sure what justice has to do with it…” Continue reading here

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Overkill hill by Stuart France

* Never look back! It is good advice, unfortunately in literature, this advice, when given, is never adhered to. Gilgamesh…Orpheus…Lot…Dr Faustus… They are all concerned with Soul. The Soul that turns to look back is caught in time. It is … Continue reading

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Moonlit by Stuart France #writephoto

Reblogged from Stuart France: * EURYNOME I sing to the moon. I pray to the moon.  I cry with the moon,   and she tells me the ‘why ?’ Continue reading here.

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(F)lights by Stuart France #writephoto

Reblogged from Stuart France: As the narrow-boat’s snout tickled the under-bridge, Black-Jack cut the engine and peered through the white gloom… A landing-official waved his stray arm in greeting, the lights beyond him intimated warmth and festivity. An Owl screeched… … Continue reading

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Of Trolls and Sustenance…by Stuart France

* Tomf, the Troll, rises from the river bed after a long, long, sleep. He is feeling grumpy but only because he is hungry. Off in search of chocolate, cake, liqourice, orange juice, tobacco and cough sweets he goes… Continue … Continue reading

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Bleakon by Stuart France #writephoto

The fire no longer flames under darkening sky. * The hills no longer speak to the heavens. * The valley’s guttural gurgle has sunk into silence. Continue reading here

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