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DOING YOUR DUTY
A note sat next to the baking tray. For the best Daddy in the world. ‘They’re very colourful. You decorated them all by yourself?’ A shy nod of the head. He was going to have to eat one of them. ‘Which one should I have?’ The pudgy finger pointed at a biscuit covered in a…
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REMEMBERING A TRIP TO THE LOCAL PUB ON A SUNDAY
There was much to ponder, As I took a wander, Over yonder. The perfect place, When she was on my case, To hide my face. A decent beer, in a pleasant atmosphere, I’ve never felt freer, The end of lockdown will raise a cheer. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt, hosted by SammiScribbles. This week’s prompt…
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THE LAMPLIGHTER
He struggled to push the cart through the thick snow and cursed winter, the short days and the long nights. He leaned his ladder against a lamppost and climbed. The gas ignited and a shivering orange glow lit the white scene. White and red. The body lay under a nearby tree. He scared a fox…
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UNREQUITED
She’s not in my orbit. She’s untouchable. Would she be interested in a guy like me? Doubtful. I’m not one of the cool kids. She doesn’t know I exist. She doesn’t see me. All I can do is watch from a distance. Every night. Until she draws her bedroom curtains. Written for the Weekend Writing…
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JUST BECAUSE I’M PARANOID…
It’s just a tree. Nature at it’s most extraordinary. Why then does it look so menacing? Like an encircling web, or a tangled prison. Does it say more about my own character that I vilify it in this way? Is it symbolic of my own life? Am I trapped? Frustrated? Scared? My amble through the…
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Iain Kelly 