Poem

The Calm

The Calm Floating clouds whisper along the waterfront. In succinct drift, melodic, weightless in there Gentle stream. Where the clouds stop and stand...
Cherry

How does it do it?

What a wonderful thing is the human nose! detecting as up through its tubes the air goes, the scent of the lavender when the breeze blows, and so...
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Gold cherry

Dolly Blue Monday

She'd never had it so good.
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the pie

The pie that wouldn’t crack, I bit it, I hit it, and I even kicked it. That pie just wouldn’t crack, It almost broke my back. I knifed it, forked it...
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The Three Ages of Man

Lots of noise, drink and smoke; the ideal environs of a lecher. And then the marathon begins, every little game, just another day as carrier and...
Cherry

What A Load of Nonsense!

At breakfast time my seeded toast smelled just like watercress while the coffee reeked of jellybeans recovered from Loch Ness My pillow smelled like...

Escape From Chelmsford

Escape From Chelmsford by Paul McCann Medicated and sedated to an unconscious state , where you understood nothing to which you couldn’t relate ...

Music Is The Breath Of The Soul

Music Is The Breath Of The Soul By Paul McCann Life is a song , love is the call , lets all try and sing along . It’s seen and heard in the place...
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Above Clunbury

The day before the storm (13/11/25) A fine day – can we go out? Lunch up in Shropshire and then a quick look at the map, and drive west to the...
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Cherry

the Angel Anarchica or 'The Soul of the City'

The Soul of the City is a much sought after but mercurial, elusive being; No one knows where or if the cosmopolitan phantom will make an appearance...