| Donegal Cat lady
| | This is written in kind of a Letterkenny/Derry accent. But just across the border, like. A bit of a... | | Words: | 170 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Richer Than Solomon
| | This is a poem (with a happy ending!) about surviving a stalker ex, his attempt on my life and... | | Words: | 251 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Silly Rabbit.
| | This next poem is about the ultimate revenge: patiently waiting for the one who has done me serious wrong to pay the price and go down in flames, thanks to karma, angels, and the spiritual ammunition... | | Words: | 361 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Dear Saint Brendan
| | I wrote this after a slightly humiliating walking incident on the Dingle peninsula. When you gotta... | | Words: | 247 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Kevin Johnson of Ballydavid
| | Hold on to people; they're slipping away.... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 01-11-07 |
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| The Scent of 5000 Miles
| | First it was Nashville with its pall of autumn hickory smoke,... | | Words: | 223 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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