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The Bench Problem
I was woken early by a knock on my back door. I quickly dressed and rushed downstairs to find an elderly stranger at my door. "Do you have a bench?"...
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You Pull Up A Chair
You pull up a chair I ignore you And your chestnut eyes Your stance has changed Your demeanour altered Without agreement We have retreated Those eyes...
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bethany
bethany last night, i dreamt that the ex before the last ex had left a large box on my doorstep true to her callous form there were no words of...
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Glastonbury Fayre (1971)
the driver of the leather-interior clapped-out Hillman Hunter reeking of Player's Navy Cut and Wright's Coal Tar dropped me off somewhere in...
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The Master
Deyn looked down at the man lying unconscious on the floor. Then he looked at the wand. Of course, it was the Green Wand, and now that he had it, Deyn knew that he was the Master.
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Whats's New
. What’s New By Paul McCann What’s new , just let me know anytime, if there’s something I can do for you , I will be there for you to change how it...
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On to 50 … !
[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] [written yesterday] Perseverance hand in hand through the ups and downs unplanned, disappointments, joys,...
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The Grandfather
The Grandfather By Paul McCann He was called grandfather by those ignorant of the years he had suffered and how much he had loved . So he retreated,...
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Recognition Granted
. Recognition Granted by Paul McCann Recognition finally arrived, but long after it was due. Like an apology scribbled on paper and flushed down the...
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Having a heart attack. Back home later.
This film is bad but I’m going to keep watching. People have been through much worse than this My friend is in hospital she had to call the ambulance...
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Poetry in Motion
Image licensed under the CreativeCommons Attribution-ShareAlike 2.0 Generic license. Attribution: Dave Pickersgill
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Disenchantment 13
***** Mark arrived back at his apartment complex in the town of Castaic, inconveniently located outside of Santa Clarita in what Mark liked to refer...
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Valerie passing through
I flicked the bench clear of tapas wrappers, and, cool in my fedora, sat tapping out a textie, ‘outside the café, wax jacket, hat, you can’t miss me...
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3
Every Saturday and Wednesday I do my Brother’s shopping. Eric is a recluse with mental health. Saturday morning, he rang me and said, “I have 18p...
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Forest Rhythm
Time elapses often so fast, forest creates its own rhythm, grasping invisible links unseen, underground darkness no twinkle of stars, just systems...
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something in the air
Flies weave a buzzing basket of still warm light. Hairline rainbow cracks in space above paths, like mistakes leave unseen tethers of regret, sticky...
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Faces of Tomorrow
The Fresh Young Faces of Tomorrow Mary and I were out walking in Wilkerson Park, on Buffalo’s outer harbor. It was a brilliantly sunny day in August...
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A small BOO
This actually was written as a song, I don't write music but I sing and write. I wrote this maybe a few months or even a year ago (I should be writing dates), I just cut a lot of unnecessary/unrelated lines.
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