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The Island - an excerpt from A Capacity for Violence (WIP)
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It was a suicide Tuesday when Clodagh spotted Crowe loitering at the library entrance. She felt fried from her mother rising at 2am to start cleaning...
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Mother Of The Mountain
Mother Of The Mountain by Paul McCann Mother of the mountain there in a silence I found you where I’ve never been before . Mother of the mountain I...
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Steamboats - Chapter 12
Steamboats Chapter 12 The Great Stain Remover Sometimes the rain falls like mud staining the white sheets hanging on the washing line. There’s brown...
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Defiance
A writer without words. A songbird without song. How do you call for help When you have no words left? All the world continues. Oblivious to you...
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Man Walking
moves forward slowly in the rustling of a March breeze older leaves as sponges remain on the trail mushes each foot carefully placed. Sun splashes on...
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We Were Kids
Running through the mist Swimming in the river Laughing at the cold Making us shiver Cycling downhill Wind in our face No sign of fear Not a trace...
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The moon’s lost stars
The world naps As you toss in bed Overthinking the words you shouldn’t have said We flatter the universe Thinking we could borrow their stars But the...
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Civet
A cat-like mammal. (A poem in rhyming quatrains.)
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Is this what Prince Llywelyn thought?
“In grief I tell of my temper’s haste – the tale of such tragic canine waste: my dog I left to guard my infant son, returned to find his cradle...
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Any Advice?
Any Advice? Listen, I often to many greats. Forget them oft all with regrets. On many subsequent repetitions to grasp it as no intended intention but...
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Deadly Aneurysm
Your leg was infected and the infection spread. You had an abdomonal aneurysm and you're dead. The infection spread to your stomach and you hid your...
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Steamboats - Chapter 11 - Part 2
Steamboats A Novel 'by 'Paul McCann Chapter 11 Bert And The Bottle Part 2 The nurse walked into the room to do some observations on Bert and made her...
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Steamboats - Chapter 11 - Part 1
Steamboats Chapter 11 Bert And The Bottle Part 1 After finishing my studies in nursing I began working in the community assisting clients around the...
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The Coronavirus.
Two weeks ago, work sent me and some others out for Lunch to a Chinese restaurant, the lunch. It was for a buffet, others with me had been before to...
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Undermighty King
From dusk on the 17th February to the dewy morning of the 18th, 1461, St. Albans, England.
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She-Wolf
The morning of 18 th February 1461, St. Albans, England.
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The Mole
The boy flapped and dropped the scaffolding pole when he fell, before he hit a stanchion, rebounded onto the rusting spiked fence which impaled his...
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Through Eyes of Radha
Through Eyes of Radha Lord Krishna was Kanha at Gopapur a naughty child skillful in stealing butter rustic but mystic and heartthrob of all where, as...
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Coronavirus
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Empty Streets in my town, The tourists have all gone home, to self isolate. Climate change is put on hold, We’re saving lots of fuel now, no one’s...
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Freo Doctor
Freo Doctor Fluffy birds paused full-fronting the sea breeze. Two wanderers grip fine wire, then gone. Frances Macaulay Forde © 2014
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