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In Hate

I am in hate. I used to be in love. But I’m done with that now. It started out so good, too. You wouldn’t believe how good; I mean he was so perfect...
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Voices [Play extract]
Frosted breath of cold but much needed words. Uncomfortable, undermining words that stab into the air. Harsh and unyielding, tampering with the...
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Clouded Aura
A reflection on mental illness
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Chapter 2
“Miss Windlor, here is the scroll you requested.” A pale and skinny with long nails reached and seized the scroll. She untied the ribbon holding the secret inside the ancient and beat up looking scroll. The woman read out loud what the scroll said as everyone perked up and stopped what they were doing.
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Upon Visiting Rembrandthaus
What an honour it feels to sit in your living room, gazing upon oil paintings that came from your hand, at etchings where you impressed your mark on...
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Island HIdeaway 53 (of 53) - Final words
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Island Hideaway 51 - Everything changes
A shot rang out. The gunman fell to the ground. From nowhere the Boatman emerged, brandishing a rifle. "Sorry to leave it so late," he said. "I...
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Island Hideaway 50 - Megabastard Inc
We didn't spend much of our time together, of course. We were doing different degrees with different timetables, I had the radio, writers group,...
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The World
is a fine place to be even during its haughty moments and when evening kisses the mountain edge twilight shows its face and soon to be darkness and...
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A Mother’s Leaving
It is hard to leave the family home that you’ve known and loved for so long , buy its even harder when a son or daughter has to make that call for...
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Country Living
Sketch an outline of a farm where people live with chickens and cows horses and a llama or two – now add a house porch and a huge barn full of hay...
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Do You Know Who I Am? Part Two.
Do you feel the world is broken? (We do) Do you feel the shadows deepen? (We do) But do you know that all the dark won't stop the light from getting...
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Do You Know Who I Am?
A Minister kidnapped in Nigeria on 2nd of January 2020, the Reverend Lawan Andimi, was shown in a video as the, ‘world’ held its breath and prayed...
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Island Hideaway 49 - Go, Go, Go
I woke up to a text message six days letter, from a number I didn't recognise. "All ready. Will be there around midnight. Be ready to go. Eddie...
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Island Hideaway 48 - Two lonely modes connecting, but not connecting
After the elephant we never spoke again about going out. We just accepted it. Well, I just accepted it. With the relationship issue firmly...
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Island Hideaway 47 - Just one last thing before I go
The night before Mo left she came into my room during the night. I was asleep at this point but woke at the noise, woke at the noise of her removing...
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Changing Hands (revised title)
Based on a poem I wrote several years ago. There might be more . . .
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An Open Door
Chancer was in his early fifties when he decided to revisit Belfast , and his village of Ardoyne where he grew up . With some time to spare nothing...
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Untitled
This is a poem written by an old pen pal of mine from 1995. I think his name was Chris, but cannot be sure as he always signed his letters with a C...
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Best And Fairest
It was a wet and cold evening on The Bone Oval and Brickfield United were in the middle of their training session . Keith Allsworth the coach was...
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