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The Less Miserables Cross a Line (2)
Two weeks later, Officer Daniels showed up alone. Not in his cruiser—on foot, walking across the lot in his uniform, hands visible and empty. The...
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The Less Miserables Cross a Line (1)
The Sharpie was still warm in Tanner's pocket when the cop car rolled past. He watched it go—slow, deliberate, the officer's head turning to scan the...
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Inspiration Point ( IP ) Recipe
Inspiration Point ( IP ) Recipe …a conversation overheard in passing… ‘Mum, can I have some of that cake?’ the boy asks, pointing to a wafer thin...
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Dose some of you miss me
Shadow of the past walk around this room when we were two now I am one on my own its my choice to be on my own you see but your ghost keep haunted me...
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The Last Step
This is the moment. Or it isn’t. Or it never was.
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Tom ( Tom brown this is for you hope you like it lol)
Tom my lovely big loveable cat who loves to stretch himself out on the door mat only when it's summer you see so he can feel the heat of the sun...
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5. Secondhand Prose
What it says, really. A piece from years ago that I've rewritten to fit with something new. Next morning, I sat down with a pot of coffee and rolled...
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Bron-17
Picture: Peter Thwaite Continued from Chapter 16: Bron-16 | ABCtales “You be OK?” said the Australian woman in the Notting Hill Secondhand Exchange...
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Picnic In A Storm
Picnic In A Storm By Paul McCann There were people on the rocks eating chips inside a box as seagulls came for a free lunch in many hungry flocks ...
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The Singer Who Found Her Voice
The Singer Who Found Her Voice by Paul McCann Cecilia was born at the break of day in the delivery room of a busy maternity ward at the old city...
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The Dust That Fell In Silence
The Dust That Fell In Silence By Paul McCann Silence your critics with actions not an excuse and bring an end to all their poisonous abuse . Give...
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Bruiser
Bruiser is my new Chihuahua's name and I will never ignore him. Unlike the other Chihuahuas I've owned, I paid nothing for him. After his former...
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GOODBYE, SOUL BROTHER 2- cont
2.172. Trooper Bowers means Papa Clem’s personal be fruitful and multiply bible. The one he highlights and incumbers with annotation . Papa Clem gave...
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Signal Failure
He holds the door for her without comment. She presses the lift button for both of them. He steps aside on the pavement so she can walk on the inside. She slows her pace when he falls half a step behind.
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Raven Black
The first stanza came from a dream, then I left it until I thought to finish it as a piece of whimsy. The image is courtesy of David George Williams fro Wikemedia Commons
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Collage of a Broken Year
Moments. A year is comprised of thirty-one million, five hundred and fifty-seven thousand seconds; most of them pass without a second’s thought. They...
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Spring soon? (Haiku)
Late February, Snowdrops and crocuses, Spring is not far away.
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A Creation Mine Own
Through flames mine own, my mettle tempered; quenched by those unknowingly absent. Transformed but not remade. Hel is, indeed, a place on Earth...
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A Recipe for Life
Into a pot place a modicum of strife With a splash of dry wit, reflective of life; Then a sprinkle of caution, just to be sure That humour and...
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Last Week's Oranges
In our local book club last week, we had a quiz, to kick things off. The book club theme was Oranges, so the quiz had 9 purported titles. You had to mark the ones you thought were real books, who wrote them, if you marked them as books. Others were films, LP- I mean albums, or other cultural things. One was a red herring. (Should have been orange, eh?) Last Week's Oranges. Now, that answer is a real one. [Image source Wikipedia Commons placed in the public domain by Downtowngal ]
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