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AndrewHide

If you have found youself on this page you are either lost, a friend from long ago or someone curious.  Either way you are welcome.

After being on this site for what is fast approaching six years, I have got to the stage where I am visiting all my old poems and comments with a better understanding of poetry.
From this much of my old work will be revamped, restyled or disposed of appropriately.

 

Feel free to say hello if I'm about.

  • Last seen on Jan 5 9:03 PM. Member since February 7, 2002.
  • I'm a hidden phosphate poet for 4993 comments.
  • My mood is , and quote is "a tanka balances around the heart".
  • I am a 40 year old guy (England)
  • When I'm not writing, I'm aging fast.
  • Visit my homepage at www.andrewhide.writernetwork.com
  • I support the site as a silver member
  • I have 4,993 comments, 4 contests, 2 columns

My Lists

My Poetry

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  • how fast
    the apple trees grow--
    16 lines, 3 comments, September 16, 2008. In Haiku
  • shadowed bark the feel of moss
    26 lines, 9 comments, January 15, 2008. In Haiku
  • how mournful knowing I shall leave this world--
    10 lines, 9 comments, November 6, 2007. In Tanka
  • I could cast a rock
    into the sea making ripples
    24 lines, 7 comments, October 17, 2007. In Tanka

My Stories

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  • "Do not be afraid. My name is Mary." Even though the voice was gentle. So unexpected was the intrusion, to my Sunday walk, I heard my breath rush out with an, "Ehh."
    Being f
    546 lines, 5 comments, May 9, 2004. In <200 lines, Fantasy
  • Urchin.
    Even before I had finished Lez's poem of inner city life, her image returned to my mind. She must be about thirty now.  A sadness welled inside at the thought o
    588 lines, 9 comments, August 15, 2003. In <200 lines, Other
  • Revelation.
    The dirt track down the side of the field was hard baked, horse shoe prints the only discernible mark left from days when the soil was less firm, he had walked
    1242 lines, 4 comments, March 11, 2003. In <200 lines, Inspirational

My other items

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  • Into the Night. (pantoum) at sharepoetry
    / Cool winds pass through the dull street-light, / dancing with the debris of day, / and I'll dance with them through the night, / to find fit words that I should say. / / Dancng with the debris of day, / the hurting words we cried too lou

Guest Book

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  • Pari Ali : hello on September 17, 2008
    I guess I fall into the 'a friend from long ago' category. How are you Andrew it has been ever so long. I wish i more time I could have caught with the poetry
  • Emerald13 on July 19, 2008
    its been a while ...
  • Emerald13 on April 16, 2008
    i hope all is well ? ... write some poetry mister ! ... (oh, and post it!) >> Gina
  • Pari Ali on March 13, 2008
    I have been reading commenting and applauding heavily today, I would have loved to give u 3 applauses rather than two

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