Monthly Archives: December 2015

A Christmas Story

The man put down his shotgun and stared straight ahead. Every target had been shattered and now were laying dead. With only hours left till Christmas, how could he be so cruel? Was he really a seasoned murderer or just … Continue reading

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A Contrasting Life

A bright shining moon in a tomb coloured sky. Contrasts we see as the years slip by. Winters that are warm, summers that are cold, These and many more things we see as we get old. December is finishing, it’s … Continue reading

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Christmas Cards

I never send my wife a Christmas card. I could say I believe them a rip-off in the sense of the price, the queuing to pay for it and the sentimental old tosh that’s written inside, but none of those … Continue reading

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Mother and Child

Flickering raindrops on telephone wires. Chimneys in the distance standing like gothic spires. There is no sun only streetlights alight, It’s the morning, but it could be the middle of the night. Muddied meadows, swollen streams, Did the mild autumn … Continue reading

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The Act Of Thoughtfulness

Platitudes; overused words the meaning having been lost in time. Just the same as the words I use in those silly rhymes of mine! BUT WAIT……… Santa Claus is in trouble. He’s lost a sack and he’s now in disgrace. … Continue reading

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