George’s Girl 2026

Joined March 2020

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I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites

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The Last Account of Nelly Dean
The Last Account of Nelly Dean They speak her name now in quiet rooms. Not with love, not with anger, but with a careful tone.
By George’s Girl 2026 10 days ago in Poets
The Night Before the Rope
The Night Before the Rope The corridor settles into silence. Iron doors closed, the sound of keys long gone. He sits on the narrow bed and watches the lantern light
By George’s Girl 2026 10 days ago in Poets
The Narcissist
The Narcissist The narcissist sleeps cozy, with his wife at night. He thinks he is rid of me— oh, that’s not right.
By George’s Girl 2026 11 days ago in Poets
After an End
After an End After an end, the road begins again, A quiet step where the old fire slept, Ash in the wind, memory breathing slow,
By George’s Girl 2026 11 days ago in Poets
Even In Your Darkest Hour
Even In Your Darkest Hour Even in your darkest hour, When the world has turned away, And the night stands cold before you,
By George’s Girl 2026 11 days ago in Poets
Inky Tears
Inky Tears A page so white, a story untold, Ink spills secrets, dark and bold. Crying drops, they stain, they smear,
By George’s Girl 2026 11 days ago in Poets
As Wise As an Owl
As Wise As an Owl Deep in the quiet green woods, where a clear stream moved gently over smooth stones, there lived a great white owl with wide golden eyes. She watched the forest from a tall branch, seeing far more than most creatures ever noticed. The animals of the woodland spoke often and loudly, yet the owl remained mostly silent, listening and observing the world around her.
By George’s Girl 2026 11 days ago in Fiction
Misty Morning Meadow
Misty Morning Meadow Morning bends soft across the field, Sunlight threading through the gentle mist. Dew clings to every blade of grass,
By George’s Girl 2026 11 days ago in Poets
Afternoon Stream
Afternoon Stream Water ripples over smooth, mossed stones, Sunlight falling gold across its path. Green leaves lean low to touch the surface,
By George’s Girl 2026 11 days ago in Poets
Sunset Beach Path
Sunset Beach Path The path bends slow toward the sea, Golden light spilling across the sand. Flowers edge the trail with bright faces,
By George’s Girl 2026 12 days ago in Poets
The Snail and the Worm
The Snail and the Worm The snail and the worm decided to have a race. Everyone said the snail had it in the bag. Slow and steady, they said. The worm laughed, wriggling in the damp soil, convinced speed would win.
By George’s Girl 2026 12 days ago in Fiction
Happy Birthday To Me 5th March Top Story
Here’s to tomorrow. My birthday. March 5th. Another year older, another year alive, another year of stories, laughter, chaos, and love. I love my family, the ones who make the noise bearable, the hugs unforgettable, the memories sticky like honey on your fingers.
By George’s Girl 2026 12 days ago in Fiction

George’s Girl 2026

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The Last Account of Nelly Dean

The Night Before the Rope

The Narcissist

After an End

Even In Your Darkest Hour

Inky Tears

As Wise As an Owl

Misty Morning Meadow

Afternoon Stream

Sunset Beach Path

The Snail and the Worm

Happy Birthday To Me 5th March Top Story

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