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I’d like to …
“I’d like to change the world – get rid of all the greed … the killing … I’d like to change my friend …myself …”
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Ribbons
Ribbons are everywhere. Ribbons in a loop support charity, and ribbons fly high for pride of belief Ribbons leaden with gold hang around necks...
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14.2 Infidel
A highly polished wooden floor and a padded counter, red velvet comfortable chairs in a small lobby at the entrance. Maria entered with her large...
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The Dreaded 'C' Word
As far back as memory serves a holiday was when you jumped onto a plane, fighting with your luggage through a busy airport, followed by the battle of...
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Legend of the Pah - 6 (S T Vasectomy Clinic)
Right now it didn’t matter that he was growing older. The very act of starting up his old motor and taking it out felt rebellious and liberating, he...
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William Rees-Moggs Message at Easter
The meek Will inherit a small fortune from their father who also never did a hard days work in his life
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The Notes of Jenny Watson
Extract from The Notes of Jenny Watson Dad’s last tale ‘Like a Rolling Stone ‘ came close to naming who he thought the Victoria Vampire to be- that...
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An Unwritten Story
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Drugs - where's the harm?
'Drugs are poisons that can have a pleasant effect' Alternative London 1974
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A Soldier Remembers
I wrote this eleven years ago, as part of a Stations of the Cross writers group; and I wanted to give it a more unviversal relevance
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14.1 Infidel
Nobody said a word on the way back to CABA other than that Calima in the backseat expressed her thought to go to Colombia after her sister. “If you...
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Pointless Boris (Part One of Two)
This is the eighth entry in the satirical series at https://www.abctales.com/collection/pandemic-tales-bojo-and-co Pointless Boris (Part One) Things...
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Rum Barrels (7th April 2022)
Barrel-toed flights from saucy nighttime spots of Scoundrels dens where hens and cocks cluck and stagger 'gainst the mist light by candle-dark...
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These Hands
We have all seen these hands, sometimes on the end of our own arms. Or our mothers'. Image free for non-commercial use from Pixabay.com
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May 1999, An Independent Scotland
For it's true my friend it's true my friend, to tell the truth I'm bound-o There's always trouble in the air with elections coming round-o (Trad. Australian ballad)
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A Crack in the Mask.
A tear fueled mess of a poem.
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Dawn Call Late
Alnmouth, Northumberland, Spring, 2013. On a bench with Gladys Bettess. Overlooking the bay. Above us, a kite, swirls, panics, falls. The...
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The Days Between
I reach across the pillow bare And caress you with my thigh And upon your lips I gently bite And breathe your hungry sigh You pull me close Hip to...
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The Sad Leaf
The Sad Leaf By Paul McCann. In a moment of grief my tears fell on a leaf in the dawn of the day . It’s been 36 years in this garden of tears , since...
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It’s The Love I Have For You
It’s The Love I Have For You by Paul McCann If I could run like the wind or shine like the moon up above , I’d be there just as soon as I could to...
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