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Cautionary Pictures 3)
Easy to break, hard to mend, quarrel begun hard to end.
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Dante Alighieri – Tanto gentil e tanto onesta pare (translated)
A sonnet by Dante Alighieri translated from Italian.
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Disenchantment 20
Yeah, it's difficult to jump in in the middle of story, but hey, read abot ancient Greek calendars and lunar cycles!!! :)
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A pinch of salt.
I'm in the habit of calling out the extent of the force, form and extent of our love. I do so because I find it on the street corners of Marvellous...
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Where Rivers Run
Where Rivers Run By Paul McCann . Sheet rain Fell down again , On the other side of the road Gardens were watered and on houses blocked gutters had...
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What's In The Wind
What's In The Wind By Paul McCann How does one spell wind . W is for the whoosh it makes and I is for what's incoming with it . N is the nature of...
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Coming Out Of The Cave
- Coming Out Of The Cave - By Paul McCann (There are 10 words in the first line of the poem ) There was a man who lived in a dark cave (In the first...
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The Ballad of Anna Appletree
Oh Anna, Anna Appletree Of beauty unsurpassed. She taught me how to breathe again When they said I'd breathed my last. She came to me when all was...
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The Gon
The Gon I opened my eyes, and it was there on the table by the bed looking at me. Dark, foreboding, dangerous, I had a job. Where it came from, how...
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The Lane That Leads To The Woods
In the name of progress.
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First Job: Postscript
Generally, it was like driving down a motorway for two hundred miles and praying for the next Services. But now and again a field of poppies could be...
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War to a Boy
War to a boy The question was heard almost before his Great grandson had burst into the room “Granddad I need you to help me with my homework’.”...
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A Peace Sign
A Peace Sign - By Paul McCann . P eople need love care and friendship . E very word that we let slip. A ll the prayers that come from our heart C...
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Waiting For Her
. Waiting For Her By Paul McCann . I went out and stood at the bus stop and waited for you there , Still there was no sign of you I couldn’t see you...
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Living On The Fantastic Planet
. Living On The Fantastic Planet - By Paul McCann . When I was young and had no sense , I tripped the light fantastic Off the planet I had to go...
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Ode on a Grasshopper
Grasshopper, spirit of the meadow, comprendi Paradise, dit moi noisesome male! Long time singing prairie dweller, master of Zen. Andante, survivor,...
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I write my poems past midnight
I write my poems past midnight When the streets are quiet and the wind is down I write past midnight because there is no noise No expectation Not...
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The Sad Singing Washing Machine
Washing machine starts a mad beep song … her poking finger’s found a button to press to make that lovely sound … the water seal was pierced by their thin sharp pins.
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