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The Adventures Of Little Sham - Chapter 1 - Part 2
Continued . The Adventures Of Little Sham Chapter One - Part 2 Beyond The Trapdoor The big friendly horse lowered his neck down to the boat where...
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The Adventures Of Little Sham - Chapter 1 (Part 1)
The Adventures Of Little Sham A Novel by Paul McCann Chapter One Beyond The Trapdoor (Part 1) It had only been 2 weeks since the storm came and...
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Dry Golden
(This is one of the few old poems of mine I still have, maybe 2008, not sure. All the others were lost) Far away I remember the fields, Dry golden,...
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UNBROKEN.
Watched this great film tonight…. 2014A.D.
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What is Christmas?
What is Christmas ? “Oh Holy Night! The stars are brightly shining. It is the night of our dear Savior’s birth.” These are the words to one of the...
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Innocent. Part One.
Someone I know went to three different shops and took out a phone contract in each shop, for two years on each. She then with the three phones, sold...
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Happy Christmas
Happy Christmas and Happy New Year to you all. Nothing new to report on my cancer journey - but I thought you might like to read this poem that...
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To Be Free To Love
To Be Free To Love By Paul McCann Something older than time , Is love that’s always there . Love is the universe , and something that we share, For...
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The Best of Times
Silent as ghostly silhouettes deer nibble at a terrain of plenteous grass- hurry-hurry Winter’s coming. This grass won’t last under a field of newly...
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Tumbling river and tangled footpath
Near Gladestry (11/12/23) The sun was shining, we scrambled down the squelchy leaf-mould, mulch-carpet sloping floor of the riverside wood. (There...
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Bucket wish list (not quite a Haiku)
When I die I plan a dump so emormous it suffocates all sadists.
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World War 2 continued
Psychological warfare is ugly, and good people die in droves.
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Brodie's Big Idea
‘I’m really impressed with what you’ve done in the garden, Brodie.’ Brodie flicked his oily hair and blinked, he didn’t like compliments. He already...
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Exquisite Leaf-mulch art
A dropped twig, beautifully clothed … moss-feathers lightening up another patch!
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Homage to Shane Macgowan
I wrote this a short while ago when it was clear to those who followed him he did'nt have much time left. He was like Bob Dylan far more than a...
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Treasures Of The Subconscious
I like to travel occasionally, when voice of reason allows; cast off fears of unwelcome intrusions, to step outside my comfort zone, away from...
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If We Don't Talk About It, It Won't Haunt Me
It came in a box. She. A doll. Big blue eyes, wooden torso under an apple- strawberry short cake uniform . That’s what it— she— looked like. It sat...
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'Twas the Night Before Christmas
‘Twas the Night before Christmas The last rays of apricot-hued sunshine fade to dusk over Abington Street, an urban thoroughfare where disparate...
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The Train Rattled
(This is the oldest poem I still have a copy of, maybe 2008, all previous poems are lost) The train rattled through the golden green countryside The...
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The Toastmaster General (2)
Later that evening, the whole of the Guard gathered together in the mess room for our evening meal. “Where’s Oakshott?” I asked O’Connor. “Not...
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