Tag: creative writing
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Darndale when it’s hot
Sun out, ag sásta Up at midday exhausted Flat so hot Near enough need a spatula To get up; you’d be roasted No bread for toast or milk for Frosties Dennis short fuse regarding Softies Summer’s here Finished coláiste Meet for bricfeasta Vodka and oráiste We’re messing, acting like páistí New style but off old…
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Parallax View Few Dubliners Relaxing
Fourscore, twenty past four A haze of dancing spores Where the sun shines glorious Grounds on which I left spurious The office is too tedious For a day this radiant Shirts and tshirt days here rare Few and far between, I was furious Wasting time for a traitor’s dime Money, that whore do not that…
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Starsteered to the Christbyre
Star directing Magi steeds Across streetless dunes Above streakless skies Where Djinn sets hide Their camels’ two-lidded eyes flaunt Sand immunity, but they are blind To the profound end of their jaunt Night cowers before that animate fire Time senses dawning a new empire Guides them toward a byre Where a King retires In hay,…
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Lessens
Always felt lessons lessened me I used to doodle during lessons except english and history Now I dawdle along an endless present, accept lessons from history Those who came first Who wore furs and trapped Dragged the first furrows Built fish traps Buried flint at Mount Sandel Ten thousand years old I suppose no one…
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Pilgrims Walking IX
He looks at me for the first time without armour I plug his waterfalling wounds, as it were my dharma Hand grips my forearm hard and plain alarm Etched across his paling countenance, harm Done to one is done to all, done to self, a charm Bracelet of jangling apotropaics You won’t ever have that…
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