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Atmospheric
Photo by Billy Huynh on Unsplash Atmospheric She looked out at the vast universe. She was always taken aback by its sense of infinity, of nothingness...
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Vancouver- city of adventurers. Ch. # XXVII. Opening the Brick Yard
Vancouver – city of adventurers Chapter XXVII Opening the Brickyard The day had finally come. Jim and Ian turned in their tools, said farewell to the...
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More Than We Bargained For
Dear diary...one summer afternoon in 1963 me, also three friends set out with sandwiches, crisps, and bottles of coke a cola. We were to go further...
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The Pope
There he is laying in his box of wood and lead he led a good life i think I am sure he had to make sacrifices to be a pope what is a pope a man of...
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Is God there?
Running, running, running away … from God? Why? … or condemn, complain about this non-existant One …
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Between Us And Them And Me And you
Between Us And Them And Me And you By Paul McCann When the troubles began , it was clear to see the beautiful Belfast we once knew had disappeared ...
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Why Is Jesus the Only Way to God?
Why do Christians believe that Jesus is the only way to God? In our multicultural society this sounds arrogant. Surely Muslims, Hindus and Jews have...
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A Place Called Om
A Place Called Om By Paul McCann In a distant place and time , one of the first tribes who walked upon the earth were known as the Uhhones . They...
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The Journey Of Composing A Song
The Journey Of Composing A Song By Paul McCann 1 - From A Word To A Song For all the great moments of time we often are able to reflect back through...
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Long Grief
No one talks about the many times you’ll rub your fingers over a half scribbled postcard and feel a lump in your throat. Or whisper ‘Happy Birthday’...
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Universal Poetic forms
Haiku Telescope observes Binary stars pirouette In eternal dance --------------------------- Sonnet Gas particles in fatal attraction Gathering...
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I am the stillness
I am, not in the way fire roars, but in the hush between storms. I am the breath the forest holds before the wind remembers how to move. They rush,...
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Woof over my head
Dusk falls Moon wanes Gathering clouds Familiar lanes A storm is brewing as I near Trepidation rising, to slight fear Love left here, it went to hell...
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Vancouver-city of adventurers. Ch.# XXVI. Craftsmen from afar.
Vancouver- city of adventurers Chapter # XXVI Craftsmen from afar The week started normally enough. The pace of work had slowed on the construction...
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The Village People
The Village People By Paul McCann In the little village thousands of houses lined both sides of the streets and back entries were littered with...
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Why Me?
What have I done to deserve this? First you bundled me in the car and took me to that dreaded place where every year the nice lady sticks needles in...
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On the Hill, Abberley
17/4/25 Tall tree trunks, branches high beginning to green – fresh bright green of newly bursting, and emerged leaves, some lower bushes, floor of...
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Burma under occupation
In April 1942, my uncle Eddie was seven years old. His father, my grandfather Archibald, was the superintendent of stores with the Burma Oil Company...
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Please leave the beach as you found it
Two eyelids blush closed
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