Dreamtime - Tjukupra - John Mc Guckin, poetry

March 7, 2013 - PRLog -- His style unchanged - telling it to your face if rudely, if romantically, if feather-soft. He calls it a hobby, well probably it is one, yet more than a hobby - it is a gift.

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dedications:

— to my beautiful daughters - Karen, Joanne and Emma, to my seven wonderful grandchildren.

— to the humble man Joe Rafferty and to Maggie Kerr.

— to Mr. Noel Maguire, for his fair and honest critique.

— a special mention to Frances, Muriel, Peggy, Pat and Suzanne,good friends all.

— it would be remiss of me not to mention Aquillrelle,  you are the greatest.

— to wee Liz, with whom I shall one day stroll through infinity.

— a very special and heartfelt thank you, to all the women and men

who give of their time freely in charities and charity shops throughout the world.


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Running

We’re you coming from, we’re you running to.
We don’t know and guess what, neither do you.
No place around nowadays for a hero man like you.
All you got is an aura of loneliness around you.

Perhaps it weren’t any good the place you’re running from.
Bet you it isn’t any better than were you’ll end up.
But you, you’re chasing dreams, seeking answers.
Going nowhere just running, running.

The long dark road you’re running down
Ain’t got no place to go, stop running,
Slow down, look around this is life, right here and now.
Guess what, life is the place you were running from.

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John Mc Guckin

http://www.aquillrelle.com/authorjohn.htm