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Riding The Rails
As the train pulls out for Toronto hugs and kisses only memories the crowd lost in love- the coach now sways to the sweep of an October wind poplar...
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You're Not A Christian
(This poem takes place in the year 1800) You call yourself a Christian who has been saved. But you're not a Christian because you have slaves...
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A satiric reverberation
A satiric reverberation Twining like creepers the crisscross of rivers offspring of a titanic river flow garlanding their mother, each with a wreath...
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Essential Cycle
There’s a crowd of us here where we’re forming a screen shading and cooling the place I have been; soon we will bunch – each group falling …
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16.2 Playa Del Rey
Friday morning, they woke up at eight. “I must go and get my hair done. It is straw-like,” Angela complained. “We take breakfast and go to a salon,”...
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Chinese Whispers (edited and updated, 2021)
This is the story I read live at the ABC Reading on 26 th August 2021. I understand not everyone could hear it due to technical issues so here is an...
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WebWorld (4.7)
When the light came back, I just wanted to swim away from it. I was having crazy visions. I was swimming in a sea of light; but then the light became...
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A Hot Afternoon in Malki Chiflik
Nothing moves. There is no breeze. No birds fly by in the cloudless sky. No creature has the will to disturb the cruel tranquillity. Not even bees...
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Me, Myself, and I
I laid down on the soft bed that was in my room. I am alone, had no roommate. When I was sent to this mental ward I was worried that I was going to...
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I Laughed At Noah
I laughed at Noah and his family as they built their ark. I made fun of them until they were ready to embark. But now the rain is really coming down...
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Going With The Flow
Examine Clouds up high, shades appear mantling sun, ignoring beams of power, they hang in limbo with no sound, thought or feeling, emanating only...
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Here Is the News
A poem rewritten and re-titled.
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16.1 Playa Del Rey
Hours of hurtling and on the climb to Harbour Bridge, she sighted a ghost ship hauled in the bay; a huge aircraft carrier. Shortly, Natalia arrived...
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In The Beginning (for Monarch butterflies)
In the beginning, there was a maker - every story has one. A fleeting matriarch who abandons life to chance, here, to the underside of leaves of...
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Frosty the Snowman
I was going to go out to the garden and build a snowman but then I remembered that I needed to put some fat on the cat’s abscess. I haven’t been...
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'Come, Lord Jesus.’
How many scoff, deny, forget – they do not want to know … Every eye will one day see Him, Jesus returning, majestic, reigning: how many will be waiting with faith, upon the earth?
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Ballerina Toy Box
The boundary between the real and imagined world can be a thin veil Daylight fades, an ethereal twilight descends, I turn the key, music tinkles like...
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A Painting In Hackney
A Painting In Hackney By Paul McCann I was waiting for a bus in Hackney and lifted my eyes to the sky. I was so surprised and delighted with the...
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Odyssey of a Prodigal Stepson Chapeter 10 (rewrite)
Recap: In part 9, Jamie found Koromaru lying dead on the Radcliffe lawn. Being the only one there when Catarina came home she jumped to the wrong...
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Amour
It is the Autumn of my salad days and longing for a mate other stags have now selected their hardy one and only. At times we scrabbled and strolled...
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