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Rain
I’m happy when it rains, It purifies the land and my soul, It is the never ending chore of nature, . In the yard, raindrops splash the ballet, As they explode on puddled stage, While on hillsides...
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Kinds of Love
The kind we give The kind we take The kind we fall in The kind we make. Love forever Love for now Love unintended Love !… wow Delightful confusion !! Infinitely clear… Familiar mystery: Definitively...
View ArticleToothbrush In A Poem
Daily grind, daily scrub, daily girl, daily gob The sweet, sickly squeeze of paste, the morning news The weary, ageing, sadding face Did you ever do this? Point the pasted brush, drag and release its...
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Larkin Is Spinning In His Grave
Sons of Ireland leaving, Shadows off the coast, Leaving to a distant shore, In years to come, Will tell of Ireland in its boom days, It will all be folklore, They will talk of the government sell out,...
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The Spot Curve
We live in a fresh millennium of perpetual risks. Miniature black holes or a clash of cosmic rays could conceivably obliterate the planet. We co-exist in a state of uncontrollability. The primary...
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Rape of Europa 2013
Let’s start from Ireland Which after all is partly, geologically, America And take the high view from a satellite: A view that kicks in periodically in a snap shot, Omitting the seamless watery...
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Loch Riach
Ancient pristine waters of turquoise and gunbarrel thunder, churning and bubbling into a marvellous marbled wonder. White horses racing over an angry canvas of black depths, past weeds and bull-reeds...
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Review –“I Love the Internet” by Kevin Barrington
Someone once said that having the confidence to publish a book is like going after Moby Dick in a rowboat and taking the tartar sauce with you. It was with this, no doubt shut away at the back of her...
View ArticleChildhood
Awakened by dawn’s stirring sounds to creep silently from a house on stilts and explore a jungle clearing. And wandering down a narrow track see a puma emerge to cross the path in sloping stride...
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freezing
Frost is sticking to each branch. Milk-white water flowing strong And brown below its viscous skin; Low willow twigs hang clogged with ice Dragging their stranded lengths along. Every step breaks...
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Aftermath
The inheritors of hurt and the inherently inhumane. Fused together by a glossed-over and savage history. Dividing the spoils of an incomplete war and peace. The price of coexistence hiding the...
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Church Island
Huddled on the lough’s shallow belly, Sometimes on the shore. The spire-split tarpaulin, a folly Hung over the hearths. Layers of Christianity constrict A multi-storied history, corbelled Above the...
View ArticleRelationship
My father in his golden day Got so high they lined his way My mother, youthful ripe Washed his socks, filled his pipe When they met one harvest day The dogs all barked – the stags at bay They rolled...
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First Story Ghost
A ‘student house’ in the 1980s was more than just a house where students lived. By the same measure, merely having students resident within, did not automatically entitle a building to assume that...
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The Soul Stealers
A startling awakening beyond the dream and before it vanished into uncaptured dust I grind feral thoughts on the pillow, impressing and grasping images in a mad crazy haze That night was claustrophobic...
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Walpurgisnacht
Halloween. Musty, cordite, cancerous. Explosive ghoulish days. Roller-coaster shrieked nights. Way way north of Walpurgisnacht Sweating. Fever. 48 hours. All of Virginia’s sheep. Day of dead volcanic...
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Samhain
Summer’s fruits turned to sweet sickly molasses. Trees cast children to sink in sphagnum pillows. Submerged stopped fields seem to be magic free. Winter tightens its ice cold grip on the lost soul....
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Spooked
An ice cold whisper without a tongue A lingering touch without finger or thumb. No hand is knocking that rap rap rap No foot is tapping that tap tap tap. C. Flower 01/11/2013
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Face Yourself
It was at the dark hour, on the dark day of the dead when I saw the face in the window transparent opaque nameless – like a broken promise But sinister Invoking breathless sensations in my mournful...
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Trees & Time
Trees Two palm trees in a misty garden The wind allows their leaves caress So easy to relieve a misty nights distress. Time With time lying quietly here in my arms and him with his beautiful bountiful...
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