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Over The Shoulder
Struggle with the beast, but don’t believe you’ll win. In this swirling phase that carries down dregs to a drowning pool, tooth and claw cannot...
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Cacophony On Holiday
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Cacophony On Holiday Grandchildren all with Ipads, Adults with mobile phones or Ipads, All going at once. Kids’ TV, nursery rhymes, Wrestlemania, You...
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What is a Marriage?
I wrote and read this wee piece out at my sisters wedding :)
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Time to Reflect Over The Cruets
It was one of those seemingly elongated evenings in late autumn when the sun was reluctant to sink below the horizon on its never- ending travels...
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Bring Back the King, But Find Him First

Some kings are not supposed to lie easily in death. Take Mary Queen of Scots. At first she was put to rest, if not ignominiously, then without full...
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Omar's Diary - Saturday 21st July 2018

TRUMP - SEMANTICS - HEATWAVE - BRITISH POLITICS - NEW WHITE GOODS Since my last diary on 8 th July, which received the Golden Cherry accolade from...
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Untitled
Both day and night he bore the sight Of a wife trapped in her bed; He'd never tell her rancid smell Upon his stomach fed. He never heard each...
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Green Falls
There is a place at terminus where fallow fields unfurl. Before your eyes, old railroad ties and ancient billboards curl. Green Falls! Green Falls!...
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musings
my rain dotted window blurs the lonely neon lights dark corners cave in cabs are sentimental machines Cab rides on hazy nights the weary head plooped...
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