Poem – A Puzzling Marriage (By Donal Mahoney)

A Puzzling Marriage   Married 60 years Fred and Daisy still are very different people.   All day long they hide their differences to make their marriage last but every night after supper they let them out silently.   Fred in his recliner works  a crossword puzzle while Daisy in the dining room works a jigsaw puzzle   but neither Fred nor Daisy  speaks a word until one has finished and howls […]

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Poem – Sacked (By Donal Mahoney)

  When we hire people, we like to know their limitations, said Mr. Acre, commandant of personnel.   Look at Phil with his arm and hook. We could see the problem when we hired him. We’ve hired others with limitations   not as obvious and that has backfired. You and I have limitations no one can see. If ours were obvious, someone […]

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Poem – Flotsam and Jetsam (By Donal Mahoney)

They’re usually poor people, sometimes considered the flotsam of society, always in the way at the grocery store, at the post office. They can’t find their money, if they have any. They’re never in a hurry. They have nowhere to go and you’re always in line behind them, a busy man with people to see, appointments to keep, deadlines to meet. You try to […]

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Poem – Carousel of Marriage (By Donal Mahoney)

Carousel of Marriage Harry and Grace had a carousel of marriage while it lasted. There were arguments galore and children by the score  or so the neighbors thought as they counted kids running across their lawns causing divots to fly and  dogs to bark, a canine  tabernacle choir.   Fireworks on the Fourth were peaceful in comparison. The kids would light their  crackers in the yard while  Harry and […]

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Short Fiction – American Innocence, Our Children Now and Then (By Donal Mahoney)

American Innocence, Our Children Now and Then By Donal Mahoney   As we know, sometimes we can see the big picture by peeking through a keyhole. And in America today perhaps we can see better the state of innocence among young children by looking at a recent incident in middle America.   A retired grammar school teacher, Thomas Thacker, is surprised […]

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Poem – Holocaust Redux (By Donal Mahoney)

Text design featuring the words 'Soul Fountain Poetry' in a stylized font.

Holocaust Redux   They’ll be coming for us, the old lady told the young man  next to her, the two of them sitting on stones under the bridge  surrounded by trolls   sworn to protect them.   Victors come for those  who fight and oppose them,  the old lady told the young man, now almost in tears, his hands ripping his hair.   They came for […]

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