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Intervention

Alone in the lounge of the harbour’s best hotel, his suitcase shot to hell, what can the Ambassador find to say? He lost his sense of humour...

A Sort of Meditation

A Sort of Meditation An invitation to meditation: Laying still as a stone. This oneness connects to universal soothe. Where the center achieves...
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Love Thy Neighbour.

Ukraine has been in the news for years now, at one point it was headline news every day, like that was the only war on in the world. There were lots...
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Rambling on the Boggy Moors of Mind

Well I'm certainly no Virginia Woolf, more Little Red Riding Hood, without the gender gymnastics. But an unstructured drift through the intestines of...
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In This Garden

In this garden they hid the truth. A lie behind the tulips, their dirty secrets buried beneath truer dirt than theirs. How they piled up the earth,...
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The world is getting old

I was walking down the street when I heard hip hop music blaring out from somewhere. I looked around, expecting to see a car with its windows wound...
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Getting Older Sucks...

…but it’s better than the alternative. This morning’s snail mail was an advert, with vouchers, for Tena lady pants and an advert from the...
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Mammy’s Break In Boy

Mammy’s Break In Boy . By Paul McCann . Mammy looked a bit worried , she had locked up the house and forgot to take the key . We walked through the...
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New Directions (16)

Things get rough. I've not written much action stuff, I hope it makes sense
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Wild weeding

Wildflower spatterings of small dainty flowers – mauve, orange, yellow, blue – dappled and soft; but oh, how they grow, spread, how quickly they...
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Hoops And Cleeks and Guiders On The Go

Hoops And Cleeks and Guiders On The Go By Paul McCann We took our hoops and cleeks And ran around the streets. Steering was hard to do with a cleek...
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The Names of The Games

The Names of The Games By Paul McCann Playing two balls against a brick wall with balls bouncing back Some could play three balls and sing along for...
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Upcoming Self-Published Collection: In This Village

Hi all! So, I've been writing here since 2018, when I was 18 years old. I vividly remember picking up a copy of Salems' Lot by Stephen King earlier...
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Wild Side Of April

Started off a clear morning, dawn sky of red and gold; wood mice hoped this day would stay pleasant...and not too cold. Proceeding on their way...
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I Blame Anne Lamott

I recently finished reading Anne Lamott’s book, ‘Bird by Bird’. A book about writing. An unexpected book that made me laugh out loud. Summary of the...
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FRESH

FRESH: ANEW Not cured. But healed: A soul is innate and wilfully, abated. Spirit filed, lead, and control. Like autumn leaves such a phenomenon. It...
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Walrussey

Walrussey For Wally They say that you dozed off on an iceberg and awoke on Irish shores, a Nordic visitor without a horde, lonely wanderer, far from...
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