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Around May 1941

Around May 1941 By Paul McCann If only we had a time machine , wouldn’t it be great to travel back through time or even into the future . Looking...

An Everyday Week At Holy Cross

An Everyday Week At Holy Cross By Paul McCann The bells rang out on Sunday, it was time to come to mass, There's was also weekday masses if anyone...

Cat’s Crying In The Night

Cat’s Crying In The Night By Paul McCann When I was a wee boy I used to lie in bed on winters nights with the sounds of cats crying in my head ,.The...

All Things are useful, and Needful.

All Things are useful, and Needful Every artist was first an amateur: Ralph Waldo Emerson Stringing together, this unique ensemble: with only a...

A Place To Remember

A Place To Remember Where once we call our own; A brief hello, a moment. Became a connection so divine. This sanctuary escaped beyond space and time...

Netherworld

Netherworld Drink in the sea of the Serengeti and savor its lasting breath, asphyxiated and strangulation: crystal and fantasy caves; scuba, snorkels...
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SHOES

SHOES it was one day back in autumn when i needed shoes and bought 'em and it felt so good as they caressed my feet now, its been another autumn...
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Short Stories. Part Five.

Today outside my local Tesco, a man sat outside, and begged. He said to everyone as they and I walked past him, “Can I have 50p?” He said this as he...
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Sean Happens 9

Mr Martin gave Sean a little nudge on the back of his shoulder. ‘Go on then,’ he said. Mum stepped out to meet him. ‘So this is yer little friends,’...
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Fifteen Years.

It came up on my mobile phone early this morning that there was a serious incident in London. I did pause for a moment to think what would make it a...
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Scotch Measure (Part One)

Old men, see, when I was young, were different men. Carved like figureheads of fright, creatures of night, worse than the dead, some of them. Auld...
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Columbine

… drooping bells to charm not chime in the wild; multilayered flowers self seed in our yard stand erect to display their treasure …
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Story of the week

Pyromania

PYROMANIA Winter was upon us, the secondary windows were in place. In a small room all the furs, mufflers, boots and shawls were hanging at the ready...
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Big Data

Until recently, I wasn’t a big ‘App’ user on my mobile phone. I didn’t see the point of them, other than Mah Jong or Scrabble. Plus, more often than...
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Sean Happens 8

'He dropped me off around the corner from my house. I stood holding open the car door to prolong the moment, but I couldn’t think of anything good...
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Orkil the Poet On His Landing In Skye

Strange the ways of sea going men upon landing, hopes sharp as steel we brought to the natives, fierce the feeling on new land to win beneath our...
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Have you ever had a pair of pants?

Have you ever had a pair of pants? Underpants that is A pair that don’t wear out at all But keep their youthful looks, endure For ten or fifteen...

Everybody Goes Bananas Sometimes

Still can’t sleep. Usually, I am a soon-as-the-head-hits-the-pillow person*. Haven’t had a coffee since last Thursday. I hate this. As if that wasn’t...
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Poem of the week

STILL LIFE

My three objects pictured as a (sort of) still life
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