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The Road We Walked Alone
I walked behind you, alone on the road, following in your footsteps; my feet fit perfectly. Looking ahead, the road it winds, its path unpredictable...
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"Raindance" (Reprise)
Dave and Tems: 12th to 18th February 2026 (Part 5 of 9)
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Offspring of The Savanna
My identity is engraved beneath the course soil of land fought for by my nameless forefathers I relish upon the fruits of their labor, well aware of...
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Where Do I Find Justice
Where Do I Find Justice By Paul McCann Sitting in a great big room where I’ve never been , I’m the invisible man , that no one has seen . Legal...
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Bo Bo’s Working Bee
Bo Bo’s Working Bee By Paul McCann In the back entries around the town some of the rubbish bins had not been collected due to the shortage of...
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Fix Your Crown King
Though the legend is bold that women ought to be loved and pampered like gold, who will feed the souls of the brethren that are anorexic on self-love...
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My Husband's Son
He holds his father’s restored innocence that hibernated from years of masculine duty and societal expectation. He will teach his son the discipline...
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The Return of Rainbows
Looking back through my poetry written in 2000: 'The Return of Rainbows’ was conceived at University as a mature-age student bloodied by life’s...
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Picking a fight with the Pope
There are a few things in the patois of the Political arena that are absolute gospel. “Keep your mouth shut and your ears open” in one prime...
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Ridgeline - Part Nine: Still
Cold. The ground against the flank. The gravel's edges pressing into the open wound where the claws cut. The cold coming up from the stone, through...
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Penny's Pass the Story - Part 10
Jenny Padget grabbed her handbag and car keys, ‘Oliver, they’ll be coming for us next, we need to get the hell out of here, now!’ Hyperventilating...
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Mytten Dingle, north Stiperstones
Shropshire7 April Looming sides, but wide enough to let the sunny warm day in. peaceful. At the end a memorial plaque to five wartime airmen who died...
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April Weather Haiku
Mist, grey skies, drizzle- April showers today! No daisies scattered!
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"Aperture"
Harry Styles: 5th to 11th February 2026 (Part 4 of 9)
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Bron-31
Continued from Chapter 30: Bron-30 | ABCtales The cast and crew of West Two productions, ranged across the motley collection of old armchairs and...
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I’m A Lucky Son Of A Gun
I’m A Lucky Son Of A Gun by Paul McCann They kidnapped me from off the street then cuffed my hands and cuffed my feet . I thought to myself , here we...
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Ridgeline - Part Eight: Blood
The blood-scent thickens. The trail curves and the air ahead carries the compound the nose cataloged hours ago — the woman, the baby, the iron-salt...
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Ridgeline - Part Seven: The Inside Place
The brush closes behind. Branches press along the flanks. The nose drops to the ground and the ground is a map — layered, dense, each inch carrying...
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Space : 1969
My brother blasted off into space, you really should have seen his face. His model rocket from a jumble sale, flying around, as blown by a gale. This...
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Two Fans
TWO FANS Two fans enthusiastically spin amongst a pile of rubbish waiting for pick up, roadside. Through wind and rain, even thunder “Look at me!”...
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