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Be Still, My Beating Heart...

Be Still, My Beating Heart… “ We deceive ourselves about love — about who; and how; and when; and whether. We also discover and correct our self-...

Whatever remains

Here is the place I fell to earth It was cold It's a disgrace All my sum worth Has grown old Under the rushes Above the stream All is not what it...
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perspective

Today marks the one year anniversary of my father's death. I wrote this in June, but saved it for today. perspective Jennifer Pickup, 16.06.2023 at...
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Let It Happen For You Today

Let It Happen For You Today By Paul McCann Let the wind touch your mind and refresh your thoughts and smell the fragrance of flowers that grow enjoy...
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The lies we tell our children

The lies we tell our children Jennifer Pickup, 05.09.2023 Honesty is the best policy, Isn’t that what we teach? Then why do parents find it so hard...

Mixed Up Seats

Mixed Up Seats By Paul McCann We’ve got two tickets for the show , But there nowhere for us to go . Theres a new venue that they found So now we have...

Work On Site

Work On Site By Paul McCann Quarry boys make some noise , blasting rocks as the clocks tick away . Isolate on the date , when and where who is there...
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Silas Nash Book !: Hush Hush Honeysuckle: Chapter 31.

‘You see our predicament, Mr Finch?’ Nash said. Nash and Brown were on their third cup of coffee at their third house that day. The children were...
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California Dreaming

The other night I woke up in a lather. Like all people woke, you might joke, but this was serious. A terrible bowel churning nightmare, in which I...

The Gravel Pitch

The Gravel Pitch By Paul McCann The Gravel Pitch - By Paul McCann . Looking back now I see how the years have flown but I remember that gravel pitch...
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1 Prospero Vint

Probably not going to amount to anything, ever, but ... Well here it is anyway. Image author's own created on canva from image with appropriate licence.
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Birdsong: Listen!

[Afternoon on the hill] Burbling song … [Evening in the garden] Rich, deep trilling …
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Silas Nash Book !: Hush Hush Honeysuckle. Chapter Thirty B

Nash and Renshaw avoided contaminating evidence in Amanda Keys’ kitchen. Nash felt ill. This one was on him, and he felt the burden of guilt pressing...
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Another World

It’s getting dark down and a fox sniffs a picture of stillness a bear lurches down the trail both cubs glued to her side her breath like a torch for...
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Time Is Passing

A gathering of colours in evening attire contrast twilight red and landscape green- azure blue with baby skies & heading into day’s lesser light...

LOUIE

Louie While still a teenager myself I was paid to look after three young children while their parents – both directors of an independent family bank...
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Stirring Forest

As Autumn turns to Winter's chill, forest hunger draws us where fallen dead leaves scrunch beneath boots. Whispered breath of timid deer in brushwood...
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Silas Nash Book 1: Hush GHush Honeysuckle: Chapter Thrity

Nash knew that look. Jessica might as well have been standing with her hand on her hips, tapping her foot with impatience. She didn’t adopt the...
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Poem of the week

Extra in a B-Movie Western

They say that God looks like John Wayne...

Its Already Been Sent

Its Already Been Sent By Paul McCann I sent it to you in a thought , from deep in my soul I can’t keep it to myself , the love for you I hold I sent...

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