Tag Archives: Roger McGough

And how shall it end?

This isn’t morbid, but rather a call to arms, not to allow age to be a barrier. It is from Roger McGough’s great poem of the same name Let me die a youngman’s death not a clean and inbetween the … Continue reading

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Bone tired (but happy)

June 11, 2014 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about exhaustion. Who is tired and why.  This week’s prompt from Charli Mills at the Carrot Ranch contained a surprise treat – like a Kinder chocolate … Continue reading

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