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This poem dpoesn't want to be in this poem It's seen plenty of tired poetry in its day This poem will sit on the shelf for years Gathering dust This...
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Marnie
Inside your head Is an unmade bed You close the blinds And search your mind Inside your head You’re well read You have all the answers And your...
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The Patrolman - 23

Taxi drivers who ‘do nights’ don’t need things spelled out to them.
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17 Syllable Portrait

Rearrange these words into a well known phrase: It,fits,wear,if,cap,the ... Image made at canva.com using pd elements and no-AI
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Secret Life
SECRET LIFE #2 THEY SAY WHAT’S DONE IN THE DARK; WILL COME TO LIGHT. BUT WHAT IF THE DARK IS ALL YOU’VE EVER KNOWN? WE SHAPE OUR STORIES LIKE FRAGILE...
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Castrator.

The life of a castrato is an interesting one. The boys were castrated before their beautiful voices changed. This was done in Italy, so that they...
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Motives and Morals
Boris and Valerie were visiting Pastor Boris' parents in Russia. The bright red Lada arrived at Vladivostok Airport. It was driven by an old man with...
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From The Soil (Part 2 of 2)
The child looks up at her mum and speaks. “How does all the food get here?” she asks. Her voice is small and saccharine sweet. “People bring it on...
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From The Soil (Part 1 of 2)
Sometimes, I’m a quiet old man shuffling along the street on my way to collect the morning paper. I wear a dirty overcoat, too heavy for the clement...
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simbamba
simbamba simbamba brave little zimba mamas little lion mamas little cub simbamba simbamba slumber little zimba slumber little zimba simbamba simbamba...
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Dead Man: 1

The day John Bardo died was an otherwise unremarkable day in his life. It was in late spring, when the mornings were beginning to get lighter and...
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10 Life Lessons. Number 7.
A few weeks after my ninth birthday, and with money desperately tight, Dad finally gave his permission for mum to get a job. I know that sounds...
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A Victorian Lady's Memoirs Part Three

I did feel that air of excitement, but also a slight trepidation, as the last time I saw my cousin Julia, was when we were nine, which was nearly six...
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A Victorian Lady's Memoirs Part Two

I remember sitting at breakfast that morning, asking mama how long we would be able to stay at Uncle and Aunts. “ My dear Emily,” she replied in her...
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Entry 2 — Margaret’s Garden
Journal of Isla Loren — March 18 Location: white house above the Aiglin Sea Weather: Dew on the windowpanes, pale light, hush before the wind Notes:...
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Impulsive Anger and Escalation

How easily I get irritated and snap instead of chat. How easily nations squabble and angry thrust becomes a tit-for-tat. “Blessed are the peacemakers...
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The Rest of My Life: Thoughts on looking at mum and dad's wedding photograph.

When my father was the age I am now - 66 - he became homeless for the first time. He was living on the streets. It was around this time of year, too...
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Addictions.

There are lots of different kinds of addictions. I suppose if I had to put them into categories, I would put them as mild, medium, strong, severe,...
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From A Poet To A Songwriter
From A Poet To A Songwriter By Paul McCann I can still remember the night I became a poet . It happened so suddenly . One night before going to sleep...
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Songs Through The Times

Songs Through The Times By Paul McCann Over the last 40 years I've written about two thousand songs with a desire to get them recorded . I have...
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