Mike O’Brien
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Mike O’Brien
@zoomburst.substack.com
Sixty odd years old. Running the Sixty Odd Press and a proud member of the Promote Indie Lit network

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Marvellous!
November 13, 2025 at 8:22 AM
I wish I could afford to eat out more than twice a week!
November 11, 2025 at 6:55 PM
Fabulous! I’ll be fingers crossed that one floats my way.
November 11, 2025 at 6:53 PM
Thank you Sue. It’s a labour of love, but I appreciate it when anyone says nice things about it.
November 11, 2025 at 6:51 PM
Was Postman Pat parked up somewhere nearby?
November 10, 2025 at 3:38 PM
hahaha... What a lovely poem. My autocorrect tried the same trick, but I casually flicked it away, you, on the other hand, are a genius!
November 8, 2025 at 7:33 AM
Wow -short, tight and to the point.
November 7, 2025 at 2:37 PM
Thanks Roger ☺️
November 7, 2025 at 1:29 PM
I can’t get the image of Schrödinger’s pussy out of mt head now. A very intriguing poem. Thanks.
November 7, 2025 at 10:30 AM
A great challenge!
November 7, 2025 at 10:26 AM
That’s really good Jen. Memorable and engaging.
November 7, 2025 at 10:07 AM
The storm will rage - turning enemy to friend. Great line.
November 7, 2025 at 9:22 AM
I really like this one Paul, it tells a grim tale that many of us are all too familiar with, in one way or another.
November 7, 2025 at 8:32 AM
lovely poem. And operculum is such a lovely word.
November 7, 2025 at 8:01 AM
I'm impressed with the poem too, but I am equally impressed by your comment John. Very perceptive.
November 7, 2025 at 8:00 AM
No problem Paul.
November 6, 2025 at 7:37 AM
Thats Me! I hate to throw them away.
November 5, 2025 at 1:24 PM
That’s a poem that will live long in my memory. A well deserved publication.
November 4, 2025 at 12:06 PM