Poem

Gold cherry

It's Grim Up North

Whilst strolling gently down twilight road I encountered a man worsted by sombre load His knees were bent and shoulders cowed And his manner ungainly...
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Mother Of Karma

Mother Of Karma by Paul McCann Mother of karma mysterious are your ways and sweet is the call . Mother of karma justice is the answer eventually for...
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circle of the rings

hand in hand your hand my hand ring and ring my ring your ring our day of glory of our victory life gives life and loves to love glowing lustre gold...
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Yellow Days

PHOTO: My sketch of yellow fields of Canola in Spring. Yellow Days Driving through Toodyay in late August before Spring arrives officially yellow...
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Changed Priorities

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Seeking earthly treasure, status, ease and leisure brings no lasting pleasure … thus the best things losing … Seeking first God’s kingdom… eternal life unending. …Matthew 6:33

My Fathers Voice

My Fathers Voice By Paul McCann I heard him call my name just the other day , even though he’s gone , he’s not that far away . Son he said , you’re...

Fighter

Just when I think I've already written the most unhinged lyrics I could possibly muster, I go and top it! This is meant to be comical, of course. The...
Cherry

The Department of War

There is no Department of Peace
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maths and divinity

there was once a diligent student at trinity who tried understanding a third of eternity counting how many days boggled his brains so he dropped...

Changing Course

Jason was the nephew of a bishop...
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