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Perhaps an excess of devotion

You’ve been overwhelmed, and greatly, with tasks and priorities. So, I’ve thought of something lately. I think that you’ll be pleased. Let me be your...
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Thinking

What people think. Ok, what they think about you, then. What they actively actually think. You and your proclivities. Wouldn’t you like to know. Of...
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Lone

The small movement of your chest, each breath, the only sign. Walls dull, no fresh paint, scuffs in the corners a reminder of life. Rain beats...

Amazon.

I love the adverts. Years ago, when, nothing could be recorded, from the telly, I had to just enjoy the songs on the adverts, when they came on. Back...

Hamster and Thatcher (deceased) - The two child benefit cap

Starmer and Thatcher – benefit Sir Keith Hamster, newly-elected Labour Prime Minister, is keen to re-shape socialism for the 21 st century, but none...
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Being Very Good at Pointless Things

Oh! Spectacular acts of Herculean will. Unknown heroes going for the ritual kill. It'll be many weeks before we've had our fill. Medals galore and...
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Eric Liddell

He ran like the wind in rugger and on track. Soon a teacher so kind under enemy attack. He wouldn’t compete on Sunday – the Day of the Lord, but when...
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An Anniversary Of Love

An Anniversary Of Love By Paul McCann I am sure you still remember that day , when you both started in a special way To chase a dream and bring about...

The Lady In White

The Lady In White By Paul McCann I saw something there in the corner of my room , by the light of the moon that made my heart go boom . A lady...

The Woman Who Lived On The Docks

The Woman Who Lived On The Docks By Paul McCann Barbara lived down by the markets inside an empty shipping container that had been left opened for...
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Harris.

He was on his own, driving when suddenly he felt unwell. Clutching his chest, he pulled over, and called 999 and asked for an “Ambulance.” Harris was...

Here I Am. By MarciaMarcia

Here I am...arrived, they say at an age some call old. Yet I feel young like a child most times, touched by what I see and feel of my life, its...
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Poetry of Life

The Poetry of Life The setting was Three O’clock in the morning on a weekday night. The place was a working-class bar on Seneca Street in South...

A sight, joyous

A sight, joyous In gay abandon on their jubilee golden We, REC 70 batch mates met with plans and programmers, preset together to celebrate the...
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Suspended Between Two Worlds

Dear diary...writing my feelings down in a poem at this time helps to put life in perspective, with all the niggling traumas that leave me fretful. A...
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"All the leaves are brown..."

"all the leaves are brown And the sky is grey" The stillness of the pond Ruffled by a solitary magpie "one for sorrow" Head down pause to drink And...
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Summer Rain

Swimming in a sea of brain fog bewilderment A not so mellow muggy mist Sluggish and stale And the slow dark throb of a long lost headache A dark...

nursery games!

hubble bubble comes big trouble donald duck daffy and daisy sunny honey, funny money bunny wee willy willy weelie! humpty trumpty pudding and pie had...
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Constant presence

A notification, a green circle longing to be read, dread the thought of what's been said. Or what hasn't, isn't that the truth? Pen digs into the...
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Mutability

©©After reading Delay, by Elizabeth Jennings, these lines came to me. (Image courtersy of Wikimedia Commons)
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