Read
When I Disappear
WHEN I DISAPPEAR A JOURNEY INWARDLY, TRACING THE PATH OF DISCOVERY. LIVING IN THE MOMENT. WATERFALLS CASCADE, AND DRIFT AWAY EVERYTHING; AS PEACE...
- Read more about When I Disappear
- Log in to post comments
- 155 reads
Chronicles of Trumpenstein : Ambush At The White House! By (As Distant As Possible!) Armchair Commentator Alfred N.Muggins
Image:
28/2/25 Even Zelensky, proud defender of western democracy and freedoms, is picked upon in a nasty (nazty!) ambush in the sacred home of Democratic...
Flamebearer
(for those who walk both worlds) Some glide in light— barefoot through fields, faces bathed in sun, never knowing the weight of shadows behind them...
- Read more about Flamebearer
- 6 comments
- Log in to post comments
- 830 reads
Road Ribbons to Forever
still cold the orb lay low quick glimpse then hidden motor climbing to drown crow’s haunting early wake-up call blades of light chop dust and dirt...
- Read more about Road Ribbons to Forever
- 2 comments
- Log in to post comments
- 364 reads
Mother Of Grief
Mother Of Grief by Paul McCann Mother of grief , bring a release to all the unseen pain and encage the torment within . Mother of grief , each day is...
- Read more about Mother Of Grief
- 2 comments
- Log in to post comments
- 302 reads
Carreg Samson
north Pembrokeshire near Abercastle Carreg Samson (Samson’s stone) (– who else could have lifted it on to its throne?) A legend of a local Samson...
- Read more about Carreg Samson
- 5 comments
- Log in to post comments
- 714 reads
The Patrolman - 24
Mr. Slate dropped to the floor for his evening workout.
- Read more about The Patrolman - 24
- Log in to post comments
- 150 reads
In The Days That Used To Be
In The Days That Used To Be By Paul McCann In days of golden shimmers when I sat on carousels with music playing in my head and the laughter of...
- Read more about In The Days That Used To Be
- Log in to post comments
- 338 reads
McCalliog And His Hens
“ This story’s all about ducks ,” said Barclay. “ That’s right, ” I said . ” That’s my specialty , duck stories. I’m famed for it. ” “ But the title’...
- Read more about McCalliog And His Hens
- 1 comment
- Log in to post comments
- 516 reads
Special, Very.
We have two big dogs. When we have workmen, they are put in cages. One cage is in the tv room, the other cage is in the kitchen. The only thing that...
- Read more about Special, Very.
- 1 comment
- Log in to post comments
- 296 reads
Steelie 18
Von Stehle finds himself whispering too. ‘What kind of help?’ ‘The usual kind of help a woman in my position needs.’ Brittleness and bitterness in...
- Read more about Steelie 18
- 8 comments
- Log in to post comments
- 946 reads
Entry 5 — Someone (no—Something) In The House
Journal of Isla Loren March 20 Location: Upstairs hallway outside the second bedroom Weather: Dark, thick like ink sealing the windows Time: 11:14 p...
- Read more about Entry 5 — Someone (no—Something) In The House
- 8 comments
- Log in to post comments
- 777 reads
Blustery Day Haiku
A Blustery day The trees practise dancemoves Green leaves shimmering.
- Read more about Blustery Day Haiku
- 1 comment
- Log in to post comments
- 228 reads
Sketching
I sat myself down on a low stone wall, a semi-circle that splits St Mary’s Road in two. I'm just visiting Midleton, you understand... But I fancied a...
- Read more about Sketching
- 15 comments
- Log in to post comments
- 1950 reads
What We Remember
Lemon trees soaked in light. A herder calls. You sit amidst Spain’s cracked hills, in olive shade. No need to talk— we’ve heard your voice. Though...
- Read more about What We Remember
- 8 comments
- Log in to post comments
- 1176 reads
Tan Remembered Toes
Paddling in the River Dun, we’d laugh hysterically as the peaty waters made our white Antrim feet appear a shade of tan.
- Read more about Tan Remembered Toes
- 18 comments
- Log in to post comments
- 2445 reads
Castrator. Part Two.
Still thinking of castrator, I remember when I was 17 and a friend bought her young friend to Church for the first time, I saw something I had never...
- Read more about Castrator. Part Two.
- 1 comment
- Log in to post comments
- 322 reads
George Wendt To Heaven
George Wendt to Heaven when he died. He was talented and that can't be denied. George Wendt to a bar where everybody knew his name. Now that he's...
- Read more about George Wendt To Heaven
- Log in to post comments
- 296 reads
Clouds
Why do the clouds look so stormy today? they're all white but they full of colour I have to say they may look white but shades of gray and blue mix...
- Read more about Clouds
- Log in to post comments
- 131 reads
A Night Out on Castle Street
What it says ...
- Read more about A Night Out on Castle Street
- 1 comment
- Log in to post comments
- 338 reads