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The Age Of The Emobot
The Age Of The Emobot By Paul McCann The frantic pace of life on earth was driven by progress with all of its new devices and infrastructure . The...
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Bright Side - At Least it's Not a Haiku
Insta want permission to use data for AI development. Use our images to collate what interests people from topics posted to number of likes, I assume...
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In your eye, the whole world turns
and who else?
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Every Now And Then
Every Now And Then By Paul McCann There are times in life when karma comes to bring grief on those who have done wrong to other people and then there...
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This poem is called GLOSS
I returned home , the place of my birth The soldiers left, but blood was soaked into the earth Every corner was a face of despair Once proud people,...
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Linkedin Island
I hadn’t planned to go there at all but something drew me in. ‘You have to go to Lincoln if you want to get a job, Mum,’ my twelve year old son had...
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Terra Incognita
This came from comments made from one of my Australian family; and yes, while still (in some ways) an Aussie I still prefer Old Blighty as home.
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Home, Sweet Home
An unwanted cuckoo.
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It’s Just A Matter Of Time
It’s Just A Matter Of Time By Paul McCann .Adam Glazier was attempting to set a new record for going around the world in a hot air balloon . The...
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Crane's Law
Just as I was planning to reverse the financial flow and finally sell some stuff, an email notified that selling on eBay is now free. They still...
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Joker
His Highness the King has lost his head, A club to the skull and the Queen is found dead. A diamond-clad dagger is stuck in Jack's chest, His blood...
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Beach
Swaying swash slaps sunset shores, Whilst we watch onward, cooking s'mores. The crimson cliffside gives us shade, From stray-strewn sun rays as they...
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Harvest completed, thanksgiving
[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] So are you thankful? Thankful to whom? …
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Since Then
Since Then By Paul McCann Warren was a street thug , who sold drugs and did armed hold ups . He also was part of a gang who collected money from shop...
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Good finish
Thursday, morning after Milton had passed. Our electric power went out at 7 A.M this morning.(Thurs.) We suited up and then hit the gym. Afterwards,...
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Conversation with a Snail - A Short Story about Snails and Death
"I've been waiting for you." He sank into his chair. It was an old armchair, creaky and musty, splitting at the seams and groaning loudly under the...
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Who Needs Orkney Anyway
One minute you’re standing in your sunny kitchen, as it shimmers light from the window crystals, the next, you’re trying not to slip on hail stones...
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Buckets Of Roses
Buckets Of Roses Short Story By Paul McCann After quitting his job he had a regular spot at the railway station where he sold flowers from buckets to...
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You, the Forest
Your skin is bark and leaves and moss, Your breath is petrichor. Your eyes are stony, laced with frost, And closed forevermore. Your blood runs fresh...
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Drilling for Oil
Let me tell you tales of yore. There'll be thrilling stories of law and gore. A huge demand for more and more. Minds traveling to a distant shore. Or...
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