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Queenio’s Lost Ball
Queenio’s Lost Ball By Paul McCann Queenio she had lost her ball , just the other day , when the children went running , round on the street at play...
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Starting a Novel #4
He could see a boy sat on his garden wall. The boy had a basin haircut, NHS glasses and a podgy face. He wore a sticky looking shirt, green and...
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Seeing the Light
In the cold light of the day
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Visit Of The Time Traveller
Visit Of The Time Traveller by Paul McCann Some young lads from Sailor Town found him lying on the ground at the docks and they asked him where he...
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The Gable ArtIst
The Gable ArtIst By Paul McCann I was walking past a gable wall and something caught my eye . A young man on a ladder painting heroes of times gone...
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Extreme differences!
The elephant is heavy, the feather is light, … The elephant walks … the feather can fly if it’s …
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Spic and Span
Non-employed or not, I like keeping a weekend as a weekend. There are two commandments to ensure this: ‘Thou shalt make sure there are nice sausages...
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parched
parched nine years since waking in cold piss often mine sometimes others nine years since smashing up my face falling over falling down falling for...
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Burning
Burning You’ve walked away in tears from what I’ve said While I sit working through the words that could’ve made you cry You made a mistake So I had...
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Me, myself and I
Me, myself and I Me myself and I are all I care about For I search for Myself in everyone And love all the pieces of me I see in you Hopefully you...
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The seven sins
It cant be quelled like hunger It cant be satisfied with money It wont run from your anger It wont be convinced by a beautiful body It wont go away...
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A Light Touch
A Light Touch Here in this motionless focus; I finally disappeared. Into a call for rejuvenated youthful vigor. This source blends with ventilation...
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His Flight
Dear diary...finding a blue towel lying under a woodland tree with a crawl space for animals, didn't make any sense to me, but I took the photo on...
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New Morning Routine
For the past few weeks, I have had a new morning routine; checking Chirpy the sparrow chick survived the night. He has such a loud and persistent...
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Avoiding myself
At my desk Im busy working My senses tingle and Im totaly distracted I feel someone watching me I look to the left where I feel the stare There I see...
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An unexpected meeting
You came to me one night Fierce as a lion Ready for battle Your cloak was blue and as soft as a babies blanket But underneath was the majesty of all...
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The man who walks through hell
Step by step I walk through the fire It burns my very soul to be here The pain I feel insurmountable A pitchfork in my side twisting more and more as...
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The Sound Of My Beating Heart
The Sound Of My Beating Heart by Paul McCann I was chasing a dream somewhere between before the day and night would start , As people passed by like...
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Malta. Part Four.
We went to the capital of Malta, Valletta, it was a very hot day. After we had been to the amazing cathedral, we went to another part of Valletta...
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Man Mountain
Image from Wikimedia Common in the public domain. Source El Grafico del 17 de Noviembre de 1934. Edition 801
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