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The Crystal Ball

Henry Bladon·November 11, 2019

The Crystal Ball written by: Henry Bladon False hope. Like waiting for a train that never comes or a...

English Poetry

·1 min read

I Found Solace

Lewis Wamwanda·July 24, 2019

I Found Solace written by: Lewis Wamwanda @WamzLewis I remember days ago, those doomed days When depression...

English Poetry

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Zazous and The Rats

Nick Gerrard·July 4, 2019

Zazous and The Rats written by: Nick Gerrard The black windowless vans pulled up down the street....

English Literature

·11 min read

Transcendence

R.M. Engelhardt·June 27, 2019

Transcendence written by: R.M. Engelhardt @rmengelhardt Bone-crushing Existence Reels Thru dreams Of light Changes Metamorphosizes And through...

English Poetry

·1 min read

City of Angels

huntersjames·April 25, 2019

City of Angels written by: huntersjames @huntersjames We arrived in the North With benefit of an X...

English Featured Post Poetry

·2 min read

How Difficult It Is To Be Mary Magdalene

Arpan Christy·February 28, 2019

How Difficult It Is To Be Mary Magdalene! written by: Arpan Christy @ArpanChristy He saves me daily,...

English Poetry

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John Anthony Fingleton: Was born in Cork City, in the Republic of Ireland. Now living in Paraguay. Poems published in journals and anthologies in Ireland, UK, USA, India and France as well as three produced plays. Poems read on Irish and American radio as well in Spanish on South American broadcasts. Has poems published in Spillwords, Alien Bhudda, The Red Door, Piker Press, Super Poetry Highway, The Writers Magazine, Ariel Chart, and numerous national and international journals, blogs, reviews, and anthologies. Published collections 'Poems from the Shadowlands' was published in 2017, 'Words That Found Me' 2019, 'Poems From The Banks' 2020, 'Poems from a Restricted Place' April 2020, 'Secret Fjords' May 2020 and 'A Gathering Of Words' June 2020. All which are available on Amazon.

A Song for Christmas by Steve Carr

I was sixteen. Ma’s upright piano stood against the wall in the dining room where it had been since Ma and Pa were married. It was Grandma’s piano, but she gave it to my Ma as a wedding present. It was made of mahogany and Ma polished it almost every day. I was sitting at it just plucking randomly on the black keys when Ma placed a bright red runner across the top of the piano and, a few minutes later, placed the crèche on the runner. She arranged the figures of Mary and Joseph around the baby Jesus lying in a manger.
“You’re late puttin’ that out this year, Ma,” I said.
“Each year there are more and more boxes of Christmas decorations to sort through,” she said.
I strummed several keys with an unmelodic result and heaved a loud sigh.
“Have you decided yet which song you’re going to do for the Christmas service?” she asked ...

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