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Journey Of The Lost Soul

Journey Of The Lost Soul By Paul McCann Before the beginning the lost soul found a way through the darkness to a place where stars formed in the sky...
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Last Great Auk,

We were caught by the fog. It seemed to have been conjured up and threw milky cataracts into our eyes. White fulmars watched us from their nests. The...

Seasonal Haiku

Almost dark by eight, Bike light batteries in order- autumnal days now.

Marigold (2)

Marigold answers an ad in the paper. Marigold walked to the post box with a spring in her step. Mmm, I wonder if my age is against me, sixty is a bit...

Sweet Marigold

Marigold Chivers sat on her window seat in her new house. Recently widowed, she was not through with life yet. A copy of the local newspaper, 'The...

Leaving home Inspiration point ( IP )

Hi mum, just a quick update since my arrival here, we’re off in a couple of minutes to visit another campus, so I’ll need to be quick. The welcome...
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Our Journey of New Beginnings

We arrive from distant lands at a place where futures are chiselled from blank ingots of youthful prospect Anxious, hesitant, vulnerable and naïve...
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September Song ( Weather App. Haiku # 33

Musical raindrops, swishing of cars passing, Somewhere there's a song!
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Funny billies

Mum was walking on the marsh again. Mrs Herbert at The Salting’s spotted her in a cardigan and slippers during one of the first frosts, staring over...
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The Vale - Chapter 7

Standing at the edge of the balcony, leaning over, I caught sight of the green Mini turning into the parking area. It was the one I'd see before,...
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Room 6

I was going through a period of stress at work, everything I did seemed to be wrong in the eyes of my manager, and a few others in her cabal. I was...
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Prophesy: The Immortal Witch (7)

Part 6 at: https://www.abctales.com/story/marandina/prophesy-immortal-witch-6 Billy watched snake-eyed as a shape ghosted through the fog. Appearing...
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Seeking a new beginning, refuge

If you have to leave your land because of war or tyranny, or basic freedoms banned; walk many miles and cross the sea and ask asylum here to be from...

Can't find the words

You could cut the air with a knife we look at each other wishing we weren't here you take a deep breath in and my heart is racing why can't we find...

Clusterf*ckwits [vs *ssholes] [amended]

Clusterf*ckwits [ vs *ssholes ] [amended] …We generally get the leaders we deserve, ranging from mealy-mouthed mediocrities to mass-murdering...
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A Moment To Ponder

Dear diary... When storm pledges its oath, severe billowing impressions then react in my imagination; remote tranquil distant hills keeping their...
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My first new beginning

As a young boy, I grew up in a small village in leafy suburban Surrey, where hedges were trimmed and cars taken for their Sunday wash. When my...
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Time Travelling No More

Time Travelling No More By Paul McCann I used to be a time traveller until time caught up with me but now it seems I’m ageing faster than anyone can...

Beating up my pillows again

I know this is tongue in cheek but when you want to get to sleep you do ever feel like weeping but then you feel like eating then you feel like a...

The Archmoron Himself by Alfred N.Muggins

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18/4/25 The Archmoron himself, Trump in his tower, in Manhattan. Playing golf in Mar a Lago, Tear down the metal fences which are supposed to keep...

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