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Mother Of Devotion

Mother Of Devotion By Paul McCann Mother of devotion You are an inspiration for those who suffer alone But it is to you that they would always call...

Musing

Klimt’s model ladies survey my décor with superior expressions, no doubt they disapprove of modern colour schemes overdosed with pastel bland in poor...
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Door

As days knock upon April's door, Soon March, my friend, will be no more, We cannot stop the shifting sands, As time we cannot so command.

The BC Adventure 8

November 20, 1920 Dear Mums, Daddy and Dorothy, We had such a lovely day today. We were called on at Una and Dick's cottage by a collection of local...

In Spirit And In Truth

In Spirit And In Truth by Paul McCann . https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sl39wzFtgSo . In spirit and in truth underneath this roof , together we all...

A daisy for your love

It was a daisy by the road Pretty and yellow in the sun He stopped the car and got out and picked it Then to my surprise Ate it Declaring he loved me...
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Scarlet sunrise

The boy was terrified, his eyes conveying fear like that he had never known. He was four years old, and tied to a steel chair, a gag around his mouth...

She's A Nice Girl

She’s a nice girl in the studio She’s a blue bird, she could fly When she’s captured in the camera She turns on with a smile She’s a nice girl, she’s...
Cherry

Underbelly

Down to the 3rd circle, gobble, gobble...

First love

The mother had been told: she always watching, never let from eye. She was told, first: I so sorry, I so sorry. Then, thank god; thank god, thank god...

Torture without Trial

My survival is unlikely... Many times did the pseudo-authorities of the Rogue Valley imprison me without trial, and dozens of times over these years...

DEATH OF A COUNTRY!

Is England dying, I ask? It seems to be going that way!! Politicians will not decide. Let the peoplehave their say William th Conqueror he got in...

Finders Keepers and the Red Jacket

As I walked towards the crest of a hill on the path my view of the bay gradually opened up to its full panorama. The sky was clear to the far horizon...

Theater of the Real

Theater Of The Real We were enjoying a live, dramatic performance of “Twelve Angry Men.” It was a rendition of Reginald Rose’s powerful tale of...
Cherry

All About Luck (Part 4)

We drove out to the country. This parody of a romantic Sunday drive. Me in one car, her in the other. Her maybe or maybe not knowing I was there. And...

Klimt Eastwood

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First Breath:Last Breath

Scream you out. Eelsmooth, plum purple; naked and bloody. Your liquid self empties into my outstretched arms. A girl; with ancient, dark eyes and...

Love Without Hope

Above, the blushing blood moon vexes silken ebon space with shadows in the mournful mist recalling, pale, a wistful trace - her farewell smile I...

The BC Adventure 7

November 10, 1920 Dear Mums and Daddy, This next weekend we are moving. It took longer than we had planned with all the paperwork that the bank...

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