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Hello, I am from West side of England United Kingdom and have been married for 49 years. I paint in oils and write poetry and Christian prayers and the occasional small article. Also interested in Family History.
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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Night: 6 of 321
Into The NightTo shelter O Lord in Your cloakOf warmth as the cool of theNight descends over the landThe moon glows and theGlittering stars fill the skyHeld by Your heavenly hand.The mind wonders to the blessingsOf the day and ones thatHave gone amissI pray Lord Your angels willGentle come and on my browTo plant a kissWhere t... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Angels: 5 of 263
ENFOLD MEEnfold me in your wingsAngel of the nightKeep away the darknessWhile the stars are shinning bright.Enfold me in your loveAngel of the dayEvery step I takeMay it be the right pathway.Enfold me in God's presenceAngel of destinyBe by my sideThrough all eternity. More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Struggles in life: 25 of 339
Brenda's WinWaiting for the post to arrive each morning was one of Brenda's first priorities. She love to receive mail whether it was letters from her many pen friends or trivial correspondence. Through the letter box she could hear the sound she had been waiting for, mail dropping on the floor. Brenda browsed her mail while ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The shining sea: 1 of 10
Sea MoodsWhisper of waves along the shoreNo longer fighting an endless warStillness over the ocean deepWhere unknown creatures swim and creepMysteries you hold unknown to meThe blue, grey gigantic treacherous sea.Your mood changes with the tideStretching to lands far and wide,Imprisoned graves of many yearsWhere once were she... More..
Celebrations & Holidays > Valentine's Day History of Valentine's Day: 2 of 19
Brave Heart of ValentineAround AD 270 in the day of the Roman Empire lived a Christian Priest named Valentine in the town of Terni in Umbria (Italy) at the time of Claudius 11. A pagan festival called Lupercalia (after the God Lupercus) was celebrated on the 15th February. It was believed Lupercus would keep the people health... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Tribute to brothers: 6 of 55
SometimesSometimes I walk withYou in dreamsWhere the gardens areCrystal clearThe fountain of love seepsInto my veinsBecause you areSo nearThat gate I'll walk throughOne fine day where I'llSee those I holdSo dear.But until then my dearBrother I keep youIn my dreams which areSo very clear. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My dear mother: 12 of 76
Mother. Grey is your hair With wisps round your face, Lined like the roads Travelled in life. I marvel at your beauty So intense My feelings are of sorrow That I had not noticed before Your wisdom, your fortitude Your strength in fragility Age is just my vision. You are a girl at play In mind and spirit Encased, entrapped U... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Fantasy: 27 of 168
Fantasy Snowy Angels See the angels do fly Oh so very high One by one they glide Among the clouds in the sky. Wondrous is the sight All sparkling in there white As little snow flakes Against the gentle light As they come to the ground With little or no sound And spread their winter magic So delicately all around. The angels ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Spiders: 6 of 37
An Aspect of autumnWhere ever I go thereAre spiders?Ornate webs strung fromTree to post.A measureless spance,Blocking my way at the door,The rose arch or line.Broken gossamer clingsTo,hair,face and fingersA fine thread.Creating shivers down the spine.Are these creatures lurking somewhereUnbeknown on my person.PARA NOIAThen th... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Moving on: 6 of 36
The Shop Jennifer Chance saw the row of shops from the bus she was travelling on and decided to alight at the next stop. Walking back took just a few minutes avoiding the puddles after the earlier rain. The row of shops were all dark and dingy, trade seemed almost non existent except for the Iron Mongers 'Kettles and Iron... More..