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The.......Part Three

Today was the day, day one of the competition, and like I have been here before, I desperately wanted to fall asleep, to get my quota of sleep in. It...

Father to Son

Standing by a spruce in the shadow at meadow’s edge during evening’s descent: “Squeeze my hand son and grip the beauty of a setting sun with your...
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I See Strange People

Odd. Do please ignore, if it's not for you. Image author's own, created from CC0 licenced elements.

A gift

A Zen master met a woman on a journey one day. By her ignorance, she tried various ways to yell and insult him. Finally, the Zen master turned around...

For My Name’s Sake

, For My Name’s Sake By Paul McCann You have carved my name in the palm of your hand and that is something they’ll never understand You knew me...

The Sweetest Sound That I Heard

The Sweetest Sound That I Heard By Paul McCann The sweetest sound that I heard was just the song of the birds, words were nowhere in their song, but...
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COVID

I'm Here Spreading my arms underneath the rays of the sun spared through the grace of God I'm Here As memories and fear filled eyes float through my...

Then and Now

Then and Now Then and now each has its own show in my life as well as in the life of all one being an ignorant child small the other being grown up...
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the small moments

What a day! How have we ended up with that gurning gargoyle in charge. Not even a pretence at having intellect or rigour. Jeez... Image made at canva from CC0 image.
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Opposite Views

In 2015 I wrote this poem: TenThings I Love (and She Hates) | ABCtales One commentator said: “ Now you can do the opposite such as: 10 things she...
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Poem of the week

The Vessel Overflows

Sadness lives in my shoulders. I have long housed it there, as worry chose the stomach for itself. There isn’t much of me, my mortal shell. Five feet...
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Field Bindweed

Little pink and white soft striped trumpets ‘necklaces’ brightening up the verge like marsh-mallow treats dotted here and there smiling, skitteriing...
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The Real Monsters

Frankenstein was only a monster because that's what people made him out to be. He was actually a kind and gentle soul but that was what everybody...

A Head Full of Bells

Being the tale of Prince Conall, cursed by St Colum Cille 'Conall, you are cursed,' the saint said to him. 'Prince of pride, you won't be king. A...

Without Conditions

I should have known dad was into the sauce again as he arrived for supper too late & he had harsh words for anyone near his tongue but I waited...

Clocktime

Look at the big hand Overtaking the short hand Listen to the loud ticking Taking over your thoughts It’s a long day, starting at 8 Your already...
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Story of the week
Pick of the Month

A Real Doctor

‘Oh, give over, you’re not even a real doctor!’ Dr Oetker was in a very dark place and had been for a number of days. The sale of sprinkles had...
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A Break in the Clouds - my Memories of living at Faslane Peace Camp back in August 1983

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The rain stopped! We emerged from our peace caravans. Jenny fanned the sparks from the local newspaper The Helensburgh Times. The sparks from the...

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