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The Last Christmas (Part One of Two)

The Last Christmas (Part One of Two) Ali sat stoically in his Toyota Prius, the engine ticking over as he waited. He would take a cigarette break at...
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Don't Worry
Don’t Worry good folks – it really ain’t so bad living on the street (except for rain & snow) someone said an old lady like me should be home...
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She's Paying The Price

An intoxicated man hit a woman's car when he decided to drive. She didn't die when her car was struck but her son didn't survive. She couldn't even...
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Remembered loves and unknown others

(This is a piece of fiction but with many connections to my own life and experience). Pleased that she’s ahead of herself this year Clara is writing...
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Mince pies

I hate mince pies! They whole idea of them makes me feel uncomfortable. They’re call ‘mince’ pies, even though there’s no actual ‘mince’ in them. My...
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Athena
On Saturn’s green and marschy land, the Goddess Athena did land. Adrift from home and hope and fate, she’d had a lot upon her plate. So, settled in...
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Falling
I laid upon my wooden floor, dented and separated with age and oddly comfortable until you paid too much attention to the unwavering solidity of it,...
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Home Hunting
"What do you yearn for?" I couldn't help but ask myself what a strange question this was. Right now I seem to yearn for a mug of freshly brewed...
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She Was Colour
In a monochrome world, she was colour. Everywhere she went, everyone she encountered was brushed with the rainbow that was her. Little by little she...
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Dimension

You are changing dimensions. The mention of change Makes your throat close, Breathing restricted, constricted, and ticked off the list is another...
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The Killing Fields

Pol Pot wus . . . Christmas music coming out of de shops. I tink I love dem all. Even de shite ones. Cliff Richard. Dose are shite ones. Jona Lewie...
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U
Wrote a very serious poem about racism. Tore it up. Wrote another serious poem about racism. Tore it up. Wrote another and another. Tore them all up and made a bonfire of my piety in my wastebasket. ( Note to self: Never forget that there's a smoke alarm in my man cave). Once I'd cleared the smoke and explained to the rest of the household there was no real fire, I wrote some doggerel and threw in a few spanners for good measure. There, I thought, I feel so much better.
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Oh, Christmas Tree!

Is it 'goodwill to all men' on the Christmas Tree, I wonder? Or do the petty jealousies and general grouchiness of the festive season, spread there as well?
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A Chimney Sweep's Story
Yes, I've been lost in the flue for ten days, or so. Or as we call it these days, influenza. But there's been just as much Sooty and Sweep as ever,...
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The Storyteller and The First Christmas

The Storyteller and The First Christmas by Paul McCann He was not and will never be the kind of man you meet every day, His life has been spent...
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Ode<2> my-crew (4) '22' <freestyle>

It’s a Rant……………… Could be a Rhyme……. Definitely <NOT> trying to be a Poem with the Poet Masters here….. That would be a poetic crime… Written...
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Larry and Mick go to Neverland
“Second star to the right and straight on til morning,” said Officer Darling.
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Blissful Silence

The silent nomad, gently moved through life content to not speak even once. He did not utter a sound, and had grown to forget how his very own voice...
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Rotting love

Sometimes the most mundane things can inspire poetry. In this case, it was a quince gone bad. The rot had a heart shape and I could not resist.
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Holiday Sorbet 4
Episode 4 of 4. "The Resolution Brief".
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