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Nanny Anna 2

Nanny Anna rifled through the cupboards for biscuits. She tended to stuff them into the back of the cupboard after she’d opened them and forgot about...
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In the End

When you laugh it's of a life well lived There's joy there Unparalleled Each wrinkle another highway to a far off place Another time Another memory...
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The Point of (not 'no-') Return

‘Go my own way, with money to spend … “you can go feed my pigs!” …

Largs Town

When I came to Largs town A weight lifted from me People are kind and friendly and the Sun always shined on the sea Until today when it was foggy

Ode to the Internal combustion engine

A traveling salesman’s Ode to the Internal Combustion Engine I hadn’t intended to put this one on until the end of the month, but having seen the...
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The Ocean

is a feral roaring cascade of movement in a waterfall night foaming crests climbing higher and higher then thrusting forward in a frenzy on unclaimed...
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Haymaking

Horace is alive and well and living in the 21st century.

In A Cavern In A Canyon

Who does the narrator seek, and who is seeking him... the story will continue.

Ghost Riders

It seems so long ago a tuneful legend was hidden, but not lost. We took pleasure in telling tales of wild nature and galloping hooves, a figure so...

Sands of Time

Sand, golden sand, flowing through my hand, like time that escapes us all. We used to play here. Content, as the day came to an end. In Grannie's...

Free Will

Free Will P K Routray From among all His creations limitless cosmos to little electrons free will is given only to some having varying wisdom perhaps...
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The Old House Villanelle

A villanelle.
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As if Dancing to Basie (after Phil Burdett)

Warm beer, rosary beads, clutched for nothing but comfort. This knotted man is undone, nightly. He two steps the pier as if dancing to Basie...
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Good Morning Sky

Good Morning Sky by Paul McCann Sure is a beautiful sunrise , oh what a beautiful day . If I could bring you a sunrise here is what it might say, Don...
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He, Dynamite. (Part 2)

There we go. Local was dynamite the way to go. I see everything I remove and that I leave behind, away from me and discarded. Clear and made of...
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Nanny Anna

Nanny Anna’s council house in Dalmuir had three bedrooms, but the stairs were a bit much. She mostly slept in the living room on the red, leather...
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The Rain

seeps into my skin and wets my cheeks with brackish scent-- I remain still listening to other sounds the drip-drip of another rainfall. A sleeping...
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慈 — Compassion

— And they say money can’t buy happiness! Plato wasn’t sure how well the two-headed boy understood his witticism (the language barrier struck him in...

The Gift of Gab

The Gift of Gab There are few traits more closely associated with those of Irish Heritage than “The Gift of Gab.” Defined by Wikipedia as “the...

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