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Friday Fictioneers – Our Farm

Posted on January 23, 2014 by Michael

Life was not easy. I never understood why grandad bought the block he did. Always on a lean could well have been our family motto. So I was born into the family’s burden of tending fields cut into the hill … Continue reading →

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Poem 90 – Early Morning*

Posted on January 22, 2014 by Michael

Clyde loves his farm And he loved his wife Ellie. He works long hours, His farm more than viable. He is comfortable now. The years of battling Learning the land Understanding the elements, Has paid off. He strides across the … Continue reading →

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Poem 89 – Solitude

Posted on January 21, 2014 by Michael

It is over tea that we contact You are focused You want me to try Not the tea, us!   What have you to offer? I ask having offered so long. You look blankly, then smirk. You have? All efforts … Continue reading →

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Poem 88 – One Lonely Afternoon.

Posted on January 20, 2014 by Michael

I tried to connect the parts The words were fractured In splinters at my feet I stooped to see what? Could I be salvaged? No. Lost. Gone. Miss you. A day off The words being fractured An argument Friends fed … Continue reading →

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Prompt 39 An Unwanted Reality – Age

Posted on January 19, 2014 by Michael

Age, decline, slowing down, Health, so many factors In my unwanted reality. The pursuit of love becomes problematic You don’t have any more Whatever youthful charm You once possessed. The chase becomes a lumbering shuffle Your chances are limited but … Continue reading →

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Sunday Photo fiction – The Three Knights

Posted on January 19, 2014 by Michael

Sir Andy? Yes Sir Al. Sir Tommy? Of course I am ya bloody idiot. Where do you think I’d be? I know you are there Sir Tommy, just being polite in calling the window roll. Sir Al you need a … Continue reading →

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Poem 87 – Is It Any Wonder I’m Out On Me Feet?

Posted on January 18, 2014 by Michael

At sparra fart, I’m out walking the dogs, A quick jog in the park and then home. Into the shower, before the morning rush Hubby and kids descending en masse.  Mess.   Is it any wonder I’m out on me … Continue reading →

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Prattlinsofanirishman – Tackas’ Blog Launch

Posted on January 17, 2014 by Michael

Tackas’ First Post In launching Tackas’ blog, Prattlinsofanirishman, it is my great pleasure to have been chosen as the launching pad for his new blog. If you have followed Tackas and his tales on my blog you would be familiar … Continue reading →

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Poem 84

Posted on January 15, 2014 by Michael

When you look in a mirror What do you see? Is it someone you know? Someone you like? Do you cringe at this sight? Do you wonder who is this person? Most days I know I do. I am an … Continue reading →

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D’Verse – Open Link Night ~ Week 128 – Summer

Posted on January 14, 2014 by Michael

This morning the sun rose Heralding another warmish day I can tell by the glare The way the light penetrates Leaving brighter than normal Spotlights On the objects it falls on The walls flash back at me The floor sparkles. … Continue reading →

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