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The Hitman - Chapter 7
. THE HITMAN Chapter Seven Paying The Dues Forty thousand feet above the sea Harry sat in the seat of a jet bound for America . He felt like a bullet...
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rainy sweet sleep
friendly tip-tapping your window hear far the rumble calls the wind heavy drops drumming the roof little streams running icy cold misty paradise of...
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I Can’t
I can’t Do this to myself again I can’t be that girl The 6 week girl The ‘this’ll do fo now’ girl Pain upon pain I’m fine No honestly, it was just a...
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Child (Work in Progress)
Everything was different, then The way the leaves turned to dust Even the copper hues of all those Near-bare branches The crunching in the wind Of...
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Janie (Work in Progress)
[Audience enters to music by female artists – Christine and the Queens, Anna Calvi, Adrienne Lenker/Big Thief, Arlo Parks, Low Chimes. Janie sits on...
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The Ballad of the Patchwork Quilter
Come listen and I’ll tell you Of the quilter with no name She lived a humble life indeed And never found her fame She sewed these quilts together...
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Orphan Boy
awakes from a fanciful dream sits up and places bony toes on the floor. The sun shines too brightly into morning eyes- takes a moment to think. A new...
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Topaz
Topaz a sunshine towpath early evening waiting for the pub to open watching a pair of swans at swim in a world of my own until a pinstripe stranger,...
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The Old Man from Far Away (4)
"It's a brilliant hiding place, nobody could ever find it here. How did you get it here?" The old man laughed inexplicably. "I crashed." "You crashed...
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She's Crushing My Heart
She's Crushing My Heart By Paul McCann She’s got her eyes on him and there’s nothing I can do, every time he is there I’ve lost only love I knew ...
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Out of the overflow of the heart …
[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Whatsoever things are lovely … fill your mind to say and do what you know would please your Saviour – mind will influence behaviour.…
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My Baby Doll - Part II
When you died, it brought about sadness, pain and tears. You died three months ago today, that's a fourth of a year. You died ninety-two days ago...
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Cloudy at the bar.
I was stuck on my usual perch, the high-stool in the Club Bar with my back to the Gent’s. Got for free the usual waft of warm humanity as the toilet...
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The Goat and Brian Jones
An Incident in October 1968 The satyr Stone, alone, watched under the terracotta Moroccan sky as they led the goat to sacrifice in the ominous Atlas...
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The Old Man from Far Away (3)
One day the old man from far away said he would show me where he came from. Myself and the children, my wife would always refuse to follow his whims...
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A Suitable Job
I will consider anything.
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I cry
Every time I shower, I cry, The sobs muffled only by the boom, boom, boom, of the music I play in the background, my tears washed away by the water...
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early morning coughing bout (haikus)
early morning coughing bout a cough, more coughing, a ticking clock, no birdsong, a pregnant waiting I tell myself to ignore the Jeremiahs - look on...
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Gatorland
Under the days A subplot festers. Unstable Vast wetlands Of drowned thoughts, Among shreds of desire That sway like reeds Masking clarity. Something’...
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Cloudy MacLeod
Annie tiptoed through life as if something bad was going to happen. I used to watch and listen for her. She smelled of carbolic soap. That fresh...
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