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Work On Site

Work On Site By Paul McCann Quarry boys make some noise , blasting rocks as the clocks tick away . Isolate on the date , when and where who is there...
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Silas Nash Book !: Hush Hush Honeysuckle: Chapter 31.

‘You see our predicament, Mr Finch?’ Nash said. Nash and Brown were on their third cup of coffee at their third house that day. The children were...
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California Dreaming

The other night I woke up in a lather. Like all people woke, you might joke, but this was serious. A terrible bowel churning nightmare, in which I...

The Gravel Pitch

The Gravel Pitch By Paul McCann The Gravel Pitch - By Paul McCann . Looking back now I see how the years have flown but I remember that gravel pitch...
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1 Prospero Vint

Probably not going to amount to anything, ever, but ... Well here it is anyway. Image author's own created on canva from image with appropriate licence.
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Birdsong: Listen!

[Afternoon on the hill] Burbling song … [Evening in the garden] Rich, deep trilling …
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Silas Nash Book !: Hush Hush Honeysuckle. Chapter Thirty B

Nash and Renshaw avoided contaminating evidence in Amanda Keys’ kitchen. Nash felt ill. This one was on him, and he felt the burden of guilt pressing...
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Another World

It’s getting dark down and a fox sniffs a picture of stillness a bear lurches down the trail both cubs glued to her side her breath like a torch for...
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Time Is Passing

A gathering of colours in evening attire contrast twilight red and landscape green- azure blue with baby skies & heading into day’s lesser light...

LOUIE

Louie While still a teenager myself I was paid to look after three young children while their parents – both directors of an independent family bank...
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Stirring Forest

As Autumn turns to Winter's chill, forest hunger draws us where fallen dead leaves scrunch beneath boots. Whispered breath of timid deer in brushwood...
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Silas Nash Book 1: Hush GHush Honeysuckle: Chapter Thrity

Nash knew that look. Jessica might as well have been standing with her hand on her hips, tapping her foot with impatience. She didn’t adopt the...
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Poem of the week

Extra in a B-Movie Western

They say that God looks like John Wayne...

Its Already Been Sent

Its Already Been Sent By Paul McCann I sent it to you in a thought , from deep in my soul I can’t keep it to myself , the love for you I hold I sent...

Strolling Beachside

Erosian used so many ebb tides to erase the part of land children used – where toes swallowed in the sand and a gush of chilled water swept over your...
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The Feast Problem (2)

The porridge crew, myself, Alun, Gaving Hestfuhrer and the mainland knnning took our seats. Igor, the boatman’s hunchback assistant had kindly agreed...
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Story of the week

The Feast Problem (1)

I was woken at 6.30 one morning by a hammering on my back door. I quickly dressed and hurried downstairs to find Alun in an excited mood. “It’s the...

Disguising Your Windups

Disguising Your Windups By Paul McCann You will never hear a windup when the chainsaw’s buzzing round and the bees are humming in their hive a funny...

‘Useless Useful’ becomes Useful!

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Onesimus ran from the home where he lived – a slave to a master whose good care he’d grieved. The master had...

Dust

When the light Is dark There are no thoughts Life is a vacuum Blank is the wall White noise Tells us nothing When the dark is light Confuion Descends...

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