Autobiography
Rivendell
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Spa pool and hall, lovely landscape. Newfound home away from home, overlooking the Cheshire Plain, and Manchester in the distance. Like Rivendell, it...
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Self Hatred
Self-hatred? Always, always, always.
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I Grew Up
I Grew Up in a neighbourhood of wounds – returned veterans from WW 11 who brought home souvenirs of war – missing arms and legs. Suffering PTSD and...
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Chasing Memories
I'm smiling like one of those Carousel horses enjoying the Endless ride, while looking Back on moments in my life. Don't mind chasing memories... In...
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He Reads
his Bible in the cusp of early morning even though words come halting-slow. After a full arising – washes & dresses followed by toast and coffee...
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Living On a Shoe String
Living On A Shoestring By Paul McCann Red taxi fare to border town , miles they pile up fast . The taxi man’s doing a ton chewing up the gas . Music...
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wristwatch
i haven’t worn a watch since i lost the last one aged 23
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Lines Written On My Mother's 90th Birthday
My mother, had she lived, would have been 90 today. I took the day off work in order to make a pilgrimage and commemorate the occasion. These are rough words, unedited, just as they came to me whilst walking. Not a poem. Not a story. Just words. (my photo)
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Gift: A Son's Story (Birthday)
Today would have been my mother's 90th birthday. Her final birthday was her 88th. Given how ill she'd been two months earlier, it was remarkable that she had made it that far. But it was a good day. We spent it in time-honoured fashion - talking about old times...
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Manchester Lad
As wheels of life Keep turning... Remembering That treasured day, Fresh faced was I Back then Monopolized by Love and laughter, I wonder! Did That...
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