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Karl McLeish

Stories

That day in his mind

“Ladies and Gentleman, in a few moments time we will be arriving into London Euston, our final station call for this journey - all change please” As the train door slid slowly open, he was welcomed to the big smoke. Lifting his suitcase, Karl took a long deep breath filling…
Karl McLeish
6th November 2010
Stories

Be on your Guard

Seven am, still a trifle pissed from the night before is not the best time to be swaying off the end of a sharp pitchfork in any stable! Let alone those at the end of the mall. “How’s your head Jones?” I asked though I didn’t care! You see I…
Karl McLeish
6th November 2010
Poetry

It was a lovely autumn day…

The light fell early, into the long dark of the night. Sitting on the red brick wall, he wondered could they be right. The biddy’s he heard in the post room that day, was he to be called, would he have to go, was his letter on its way? Later…
Karl McLeish
2nd November 2010
Poetry

Cleaning Kit!

I hate cleaning kit; I despise it that’s that! I‘d rather get my head down and turn out it tat. Brass buttons must shine and boots have to gleam, there is never any time now for fun it would seem. Married to my brasso and divorced from my life, I…
Karl McLeish
2nd November 2010
Poetry

11/11/11

The bell tolls but once a year, heroic souls all gather there. To hear the silence of the remembering verse, the verse I know and never need to rehearse. They listen in lands so far from home ground, voices on white faces talk without sound. Standing shoulder to shoulder, rank…
Karl McLeish
2nd November 2010