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Toys are Us

There was a time...

what would the dream be

The dream then would be picnicking on a mossy riverbank thick with blooming thistle in the seep of the infant Swale before our first daughter could...

Prothalamium

Prothalamium In verse seven we could tie the knot perhaps. Said he after his thirteen relapse. Was he not his plangent self? She entertained for a...

ODE TO JEREMY CORBYN

Ode to Jeremy Corbyn O Jeremy! Jeremy! My parent's loyal MP. We wrote to you about Destitute refugees In rancid accommodations In the past. You...
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We Are Making Plans

It is what it is. Image is from Max Pixel and is free for non-commercial use.
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Story of the week

Chances ( 1)

A SHORT STORY IN TWO PARTS. I like to take chances. Some pay off and some don’t. But as my dear old dad used to say “You’ll never know, unless you...

Choose Days And New Ways

Choose Days And New Ways By Paul McCann The chances are slim , hand outs are few , standing in the queue on the welfare line . Man I’m going nowhere...

The Gypsy Girl and the Accountant's Brother (4 of 5)

“She’s dangerous,” Jodie explained. “I don’t know if I can make you understand, but she’s a threat to your brother, and she knows she is.” Simon...

Making Hay On Triple Time

Making Hay On Triple Time By Paul McCann I get a little bit back , some taken away in the business of life everyone’s got to pay but as long as the...

'Neath the Willow Tree

Typed out on November 2, 2017 (partially written before) ’Neath the Willow Tree (Verse 1) Far away from the cities and dwellings of man Is a green...

2018

Months became eons Never ending An unrelenting whirl of seasons One bleeding into another The line between reality vague and irresolute A cacophony...
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Juggling

Juggling (07.01.19) Flying firebrands, caught by practised hands; I watch the skill he wields - he understands where the spin will end, when it’s...

3am soul-searches

What does it feel like to belong? Somewhere to rest your head along with your rain-soaked coat; a smile, a hug, or a hand to hold; or a gesture of...
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Poem of the week

hard and fast and shiny

we make our faces look plastic like dolls we had as children, un aging if we can afford to pay in plastic. Package fruit so it won't go black as air...
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Frost Bite part 1

"I can't go back to yesterday- because I was a different person then." -Lewis Carroll The storm was getting worse, and I still had no shelter. My...

He Got His Name Into The Book! Part Two.

There are many people we read about in history, which happens to be my favourite subject at school. There are famous villains, hero’s, people who...
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scar tissue

scar tissue you used to fight crime nowadays you fight sunday grime hosing down a retirement land rover whilst indoors your wife no longer bends over...

The Midnight Rambler

The Midnight Rambler By Paul McCann I’m talking about the midnight rambler who comes out when the sun goes down. If you see the midnight rambler tell...
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The Gypsy Girl and the Accountant's Brother (3 of 5)

And then the Winter Carnival came into town. Simon was coming down hard from the high of being with Jodie. He was finding it hard to get up in the...

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