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The story of a magic carpet-ride through Persia - Part Ten (with photographs).

Stalking shadowed cranial corridors searing sounds from sonic youthdays revenants from times forgotten dislodged songs swim sleepstarved mind...

Tim was born and spent the majority of his life in the perfectly 90 degree square municipality of Ranson. Like most during their pre-pubescence, he...

It is in the early hours around three, that we come awake, (hence the title) and can fall prey to thinking. Aubade was also a title of one of Larkins poems, which we have been reading in my poetry group. And as much as I admire Larkin it is a very bleak poem (it wouldn't be Larkin otherwise); my poem is less bleak and offers a reconciliation of sorts with memories persistence. (Image courtesy of Pixabay)

25/1/24 Do the Israelis still recognize the white flag of surrender, or truce? Does Donald Trump still believe in Democracy or would he be a Tyrant...

Today the 29th, 1979. It turned me and educated me about the insane "National Rifle Association" I(the NRA), in America. Today marks the anniversary...

The Day the Sunset Waited We were playing golf, at the Spring Run Golf Complex in Estero Florida, with friends, Joe & Phyllis Schneider, from...

In Between The Night And Day By Paul McCann In between the night and day , homeless people find their way To the places where they’re laid where the...

The story of a magic carpet-ride through Persia - Part Nine.