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FABULA TEMPUS PART VIII | PART IX | PART X

PART-VIII In front of Bram Cape was lying another Bram Cape. From the future. His chest all bloody and his eyes closed as if he was sleeping. Was...

FABULA TEMPUS PART V | PART- VI | PART-VII

PART-V He was in the past now. He was walking along the street. He looked around. This was much better than in 2044. He knew that the bombs had...

El refugio Casa de Cristal – la paz y la meditación en el invernadero

Apologies for the Spanish. Pretentious? Perhaps. The glass house refuge – peace and meditation in the greenhouse.

The Bathroom Window.

Many years ago, our bathroom window jammed, in fact this year November will be three years. There was no other vent for air to come in or go out. Our...

Doing shrooms from inside a “dream”

At first I was at my house, wandering aimlessly and feeling somewhat lost without very little plot. Then I got a call from a cousin who I haven’t...

In the Land of Everything

Part 1 There is no speech nor walking or even riding in any sort of vehicle as seen upon the earth- before the end descended without a thud or...

IVAN THE POET.. EVEN THOUGH HE DID NOT KNOW IT

Another of my 93 year old Dads Covid poems I often wonder why When I see birds flying by From tree to my roof If that's not enough They look for food...

John's Funeral

My cousin's funeral was one year ago today. John Brown was buried on June 8, 2019 at Meek Cemetery in Bean Station, Tennessee. I was unable to go to...
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Beautiful Truth

Performance Poem see the link and listen rather than read. It is in French and English - credit to my sister Matilda for the beautiful translation.
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before she could not

Time slept away Scarred by dreams Swelled by sorry Blaze of golden autumn Slips green from the bed Skeletal, breastbone visible Grief roars in her...
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Two plus Two Makes Five

23) Jessica gets it wrong. (Flash fiction - 500 words)
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Dream with the breeze

Evening sunlight, escape and rise … – breeze waves the barley …
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Now the Cars Are Moving.

Caw, Caw, Caw... Image free for non-commercial use from MaxPixel.
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Grief is a Shower of Rocks

Grief is a shower of rocks Descending from the rolling clouds Which darkened the skies of my truth Each cusped and hard enough to Carve this strange...
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A Poor Mans Shoes

A Poor Mans Shoes By Paul McCann Its hard to stand tall in a poor man’s shoes when they call you a no good bum ,. looking at you through their filthy...

Living Too Long On My Knees

Living Too Long On My Knees By Paul McCann Here I stand wrongly accused, so help me God today, I’ve always been a child at heart , I don’t know what...

Embrace me and Embrace not

The hands I once wished would embrace me I no longer want. The walls that once mocked me I no longer feel The people I longed to talk to in hopes of...

Neverland

I imagine a time or place so distant and far away A place in which I can freely desire and dream A place where time never ends

Blossom

Blossom As I slice through the skin above my veins, My mind and thoughts spill- With my blood. Thinking hurts more than these pains. Thoughts to kill...

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