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Play It For Me

This was fun, but so, so tempting to give the game away.

A Man and His Dog

When a man took his dog to a vet, he had to have him put down. Both the owner and the dog ended up being buried in the ground. The poor man couldn't...
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Right Here In Contemplation

When reason takes a back seat, my room symbolizes transporting of imprinted essence, no need for any movement; pen travels, fingers guiding the way;...
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Bronte's Inferno XXVI (Moonlighting)

Well here's another slice of - well - ham, I suppose. I made the image myself at canva.com, bet you can't believe that.
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A River Dies Of Thirst

I stepped out into the downpour and felt the touch of rain, always so gently brutal. What will she inflict upon my weary body today? I bow my head...
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Pictures in the Clouds

Long ago and far away, in a land beneath the clouds, there lived a simple watermelon farmer named Waldo. He was a distant cousin of the famous “Jack...
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A View of the Hudson

A View of the Hudson He drinks a Styrofoam coffee at sunset on the roof of the world, indigo skies turn amber, over tall, grey buildings, Macy’s in...
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More Politics For Beginners

The image reads " William was frankly bored. School always bored him. He disliked facts, and he disliked being tied down to detail, and he disliked answering questions. As a politician a great future would have lain before him. " Richmal Crompton predicting the rise of Boris Johnson in 'More William', first published in 1922. Image author's own.

The Lured Lamb

It was dark as the man behind the wheel tried not to fall asleep, he hated to travel alone especially when it's this late. He looked at the clock and...

HOME

I've traced the many steps The consecutive laps Somehow all conjectured into mishaps Yet my mind wonders It opens up all the shunders They're making...
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Coda for the Piper, 1746

They hung him at York in November, seven months after Culloden, Jamie who had cheered his regiment out of Angus with his pipes. No muffled coronach...
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She said her name was Winter

After the party, I marked her Just as the colours drained In her gelid crystal necklace Blowing out the lights And hushing the wild creatures She was...
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Whistles

It's not really about whistles. image source wiki-commons: licence CC BY SA 3.0

Christmas Present (or Nearly)

Nostalgia is probably the way a healthy mind rewrites the often difficult past with a positive tilt. The prism of affection allows us to excuse...

Borealis

0h what a sweet smell of fresh air from the majestic fir forest & colours that saturate a Whitehorse city landscape as green & purple shades...

Ulf and Sven and the girl that speaks no words

Sven: ( offstage ) "Ulf. Ulf." (enter Sven ) Sven: "Turn the TV on Ulf.” Ulf: ( turning on TV ) “What’s on Sven, a film about Vikings?” Sven: “No, it...
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His work in the heart

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Hardened hearts won’t learn God’s wisdom:… I was limp like empty glove till He entered with his love.

Sailing To Lands In Bottles Green

Sailing To Lands In Bottles Green By Paul McCann You and me went sailing on the sea, until we threw the anchor down , in a harbour there, near the...

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