Poem

Invisible War

An invisible war I’m constantly fighting Incessantly And never ending A warped version of myself in my head The part of me that’s sick Has always...
Cherry

Time-out Spot

“Halfway up the slope is a spot where I stop. It isn’t at the bottom, it isn’t at the top. It isn’t in the town, nor yet up on the hill, but this is...
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Christmas In Fairyland

Christmas In Fairyland By Paul McCann It was Christmas Eve in Fairyland with snow cakes on the streets . Crowds of elves and fairies collected up all...

love

love drifts through ribbons of time to the spaces where your breath becomes my hesitant smile in the sentences we spoke where vowels and consonants...

Ghostly Stories Of Ardoyne

Ghostly Stories Of Ardoyne By Paul Mc Cann There is the story of Galloper Thompson who lost his head on a mill guillotine , but there are so many...

The Black Kite

This file is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 4.0 International license. This photo was taken by Andreas Trepte, www.avi-fauna.info .
Cherry

A Son at Gretl's Bedside

No, it's not about a fairy tale. Image made at Canva.com using PD elements.
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Cherry

A Bookshop in Aberystwyth

It was in my drinking days, hungover at the seaside, Butty Bach after Butty Bach, bringing up all my usual drunken topics, people on their phones in...
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Lambs At The Slaughterhouse Door

Lambs At The Slaughterhouse Door By Paul McCann There in the hands of the butchers knives where the lambs at the slaughter house door , there by the...

The Angels Of Ardoyne

The Angels Of Ardoyne By Paul McCann The angels in around Ardoyne they gracefully fly Looking down at the streets from an overcast sky . They come...