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The Hidden Battlefields

. Paul F. McCann THE HIDDEN BATTLEFIELDS Some wars have been fought on a stony battlefield Some wars never finish with scars that can’t be healed...

We Drove To The Moon

We Drove To The Moon By Paul McCann We drove out the driveway and into the street . We drove through the traffic in the city heat . We drove from the...
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A Secret Forest

We landed at Marco Polo, Azzurri gateway to the North, clutching passports we passed bleary-eyed through mundane border checks, as luggage rolled...

love

In the early morning hours before the sun's rays wake the waves of the sea from slumber, i see you there a ghost in eyes of blue and golden hair; a...
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Damian, Damien and demons.

Mum was aged thirty when she had me. She’d already lost her first-born son, which sounds like a form of carelessness, as if she’d put him in a reed...
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A Soldiers Tale.

Soldiers tale. 1982 Dressed as a pauper. looks like a thief. Pushing the boundaries of your disbelief. The raggedy man in raggedy pants. Arguing...

Lessen the learn.

Inspired by all the advice I've never took.

Shall Make Her Once Relent? - Episode 4

In which the ladies are transported and an unacceptable suggestion is made

Clementine and her Stalker Chapter Four

Chapter Four Hamborough Hall July 2019 The Earl of Hamborough, James Peter St Lodes paced the spacious marble hallway of Hamborough Hall, his ruddy...

Cautionary Pictures 1)

A little lie … rebound
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Foxy Days

The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog. The dog turned his head to look up at the fox, “Do you really have to do that?” The fox said, “Oh, and...
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Kielbasa

This started as a sausage story, (you could always look it up) written a few years ago on Holocaust Day. *Best read between the two poems linked in the footnote.

The Golden Years Always Shine

. The Golden Years Always Shine - By Paul McCann . Where ever you are out there I hope you’re ok. Life is too short and there are things we never say...

My Beautiful Mother

. My Beautiful Mother By Paul McCann My Mother loved our family home and she worked her fingers to the bone . She worked in jobs that weren’t...

. Father’s Hard Times

. Father’s Hard Times By Paul McCann My Father’s people came from Ireland , that’s the place were I was born . I lived out my childhood days in a...
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Fog

is sweeping into the harbour created by a breach in the landscape. Amid a seascape of activity lobster boats loll in the current fishermen anxious to...
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Distilled

Distilled At 23 I sat on a Ronda balcony watching a crane toil through a Spanish day with nothing but bad lager and a good friend. Propped up by a...

From the eyes into the soul ✨

Human soul is always welcoming for a second opinion. May be somewhere the soul is contented with whatever it is but at the same time, it will always...
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Cold Steel. Falklands Finale.

Cold Steel 1982 Falklands Finale. War. Going to war. Been at war. Guns, death, killing, been killed, destruction, explosions, maimed, digging holes,...

Golden Memories: Coal Fires

In our class at school, very few kids could boast a telephone, fitted carpets, or central heating in their home Only one or two had parents with cars...
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