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A Shattered Smile.

A poem written about my feelings towards empty platitudes and empty greetings. I hope you enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!!

Brian The High King

Brian The High King By Paul McCann Brian Boro was a giant of a man , who walked over mountains around Ireland . He walked in oceans with his head in...
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The Wishing Time On Singing Lake

The Wishing Time On Singing Lake By Paul McCann Let us go now while we are still innocent and catch some dreams in a curragh boat on singing lake and...
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Call Me Free

Floating in front of me was nothing to see except a wall of air that breathed back at me Suddenly appeared on the nothing screen were features of...
Cherry

Ugly Puggly 87

‘Whit happened tae the camper van?’ I ran my hand across the bodywork and locked doors and looked in the windows. ‘I washed it,’ Dave said. ‘I got...

Crazy Times

crazy years oh how the time flys we were young and crazy took too many risks and love life and at night we spend the time wrapped in each other arms...

The Sycamore Tree.

I have lived in my home decades. At the bottom of the garden, just the other side of my fence is a sycamore tree. Over the years, this tree has grown...

Preparation

Cooler days dimmer light sap retracted, out of sight; recall of food from leaves (flesh shrunk – leaf stems sealed leaves wither, dehydrated...
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THE TRIALS OF AN ANGEL Part 7: A New Way of Life

Some of my girls had tears in their eyes. Monica and Janey of Darwin and Canada gebiets sobbed. Both took young male partners and were mothers. I...

On The Road - Part 1

It was in late 1970s, I was 15 years old when I secured a job working on the roads. I say secured but it was more of a drunk conversation on a...

The Day That I Lost You

The Day That I Lost You By Paul McCann You distanced yourself from me like an island out at sea I tried and tried to reach you , there was nothing I...

hesitation within a comma

There were always conversations between the coffee poured and the morning light filtering through the shadows of the wisp of your hair as it fell...
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Ugly Puggly 86

Laura’s car was parked at the back of the Hub. A red thing, which was the colour of her shoes, small enough for one, but with two doors. The old...
Cherry

Cleanse your soul

He really tried his best, but it was impossible. He just could not get interested in the talks and lectures at the ‘Agricultural innovations for...
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Harvest

Eyes are staring at a wall In its depths lies no recognition or recall The limbs no longer working In it's perfect form It's handled with...

By a kid

By a kid Its intention within its limitation conveys an infant at that very instant crying at a pitch eloquently rich for its mother the best to...

Employee Of The Month TODD!

My hardworking daughter goes abroad on holiday tomorrow. She had planned everything in detail down to the last item. She had been waiting for a very...
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A Force of Nature

Sinead’s eyes opposite me were wide. Her gaze scattering about the room like an animal frozen in headlights. She looked like the foxes we’d catch...

No Longer Ozymandias

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My unique point of view I sometimes lose From rock to barmaid yet frequently retain A sense of difference that I blithlely choose but couldn't once,...

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