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Wine Country- Southern California

Temecula, Southern California’s Wine Country If you have never heard of this area before, you are in league with us. We were only tipped off to the...

Mother Of Diseases

Mother Of Diseases By Paul McCann Mother of diseases Be in the air we breath so air born viruses would leave For nothing impure could be in you ...

Hiding places

Are you hiding in the closet? Are you underneath the bed? Or are you hiding Somewhere else instead? Your sexuality is something From which you should...

A very scary character

My next door neighbour Is a creepy guy, Avoiding him a must! I admit I do try! He lives next door As quiet as a mouse, A bachelor from the navy In a...
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A Dance in the Pub for Carlos Alberto

Without doubt, mate, it was about the density of the Rediffusion days, of colour television and the merging of two decades. A beautiful game played...

Horses

A field of idle horses lie

A Wonderful Mystery

A Wonderful Mystery Woman as a mother or as a sister or a daughter or as a colleague or a consort or any role men may entrust remains as love...
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Chlorophyll Green

Capturing sunlight the leaves to power their multiplication for shade from shower or heat of noon-light intense, so bright: the soft, soothing screen...

The Coronavirus Part Two.

Well what a week it has been. We’ve all been inundated with coronavirus news whether we like it or not. I’ve really tried not to watch the news in...

Bathed In Dreams

Through night sleep where sky lends itself to pleasant scenes... just the idea of my humble bed acts like vehicle carrying me, where I feel secure...

Pelf

Let's go to town.
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The Island - an excerpt from A Capacity for Violence (WIP)

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It was a suicide Tuesday when Clodagh spotted Crowe loitering at the library entrance. She felt fried from her mother rising at 2am to start cleaning...

Mother Of The Mountain

Mother Of The Mountain by Paul McCann Mother of the mountain there in a silence I found you where I’ve never been before . Mother of the mountain I...

Steamboats - Chapter 12

Steamboats Chapter 12 The Great Stain Remover Sometimes the rain falls like mud staining the white sheets hanging on the washing line. There’s brown...
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Defiance

A writer without words. A songbird without song. How do you call for help When you have no words left? All the world continues. Oblivious to you...
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Man Walking

moves forward slowly in the rustling of a March breeze older leaves as sponges remain on the trail mushes each foot carefully placed. Sun splashes on...
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We Were Kids

Running through the mist Swimming in the river Laughing at the cold Making us shiver Cycling downhill Wind in our face No sign of fear Not a trace...
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The moon’s lost stars

The world naps As you toss in bed Overthinking the words you shouldn’t have said We flatter the universe Thinking we could borrow their stars But the...
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Civet

A cat-like mammal. (A poem in rhyming quatrains.)
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