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Pick Up
Almost home. Angel hurried up in the hill at Byron Street, pulling her coat tighter around her flowery Boots' blouse, the high winds catching in her...
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~ northern muse ~
beautiful miracle miraculous beauty beautiful vision her name is wonderful her name is mystery ~ oh sweet thing you sweet thing i'm in heaven when...
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The Feels
Have been feeling Christmassy since that dreamy agate day in St Andrews. Travelled home a day early as the forecast changed from 2 degrees to -7. The...
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Eight Out of Ten Bulgarians
Described at the rate of exactly one hundred words per day (which isn’t many but at least I try), this is the crazy sort of stuff I found myself doing during the latter half of November.
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what comes after Christmas.
Carl sucked on his teeth but didn’t say anything when the camper van parked in their street. The neighbours would squabble about it soon enough...
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If I Were A Bell
Inspired by a moment from 'Guys and Dolls'.
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The Last Night Chapter 15 The Archaeologist
The Last Night The Archaeologist Chapter 15 43 Wyatt was up and about the next day. Doctor Sain (Sain being her last name) found him standing on the...
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The Last Night Chapter 14 Terratu
The Last Night Chapter 14 Terratu 40 “No no no. I do, I.” Sleep melted slowly from his mind. He turned away from the Captain and focused his...
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Cuckoo Song
The island she stands on Is sinking day by day, So she sings a cuckoo song To pass her time away under dark skies. She’s waiting for the sun In her...
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I Exit The Night
Aberdeen, your streets are empty and dark And hey my poetry mojo’s back! Your floodlit buildings look majestic and bright, As I walk home from an...
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Doing Days
Couple of ‘doing days’. Little chores outside the home to get done, buy Christmas stamps, return boots (not the millionaire boots, other ones), buy...
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CHRISTmas is Cancelled. Part Four.
Many Years ago, I cancelled Christmas gift giving. I wished I had done it sooner. It was one of the best thing I ever did. We still have a lovely...
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The Last Night Chapter 13 Home Again Home Again
The Last Night Chapter 13 Home Again Home Again 38 It was dark outside. The sun was still buried deep behind the horizon. Four-year old Wyatt Faraday...
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A figure in the vast landscape
Walking out into the great silence Stills the mind It is not empty But stills to a more natural pace Observations , thoughts and feelings Can come...
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Nothing New.
There is nothing new under the sun. I heard this week about two very different men, who don't know each other, but they are famous in their own field...
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Jupiter Energy
Farring absolutely Niente is all very well, but there comes a point where a gal just has to get out into the fresh air. If only to buy more fat balls...
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God
God By Paul McCann The smile of an innocent child . The calm in the storm that’s running wild . The humble heart that understands . He’s got the...
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A Tale of Two Balkan Cities
Described at the rate of exactly one hundred words per day, this is what Turlough Ó Maoláins do for entertainment during the first half of the November month.
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