Tag: writer
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Yellow Rose
She grows that garden rose Grows without control Sweet smells climb up my nose Everything goes on under my nose Without my knowing. She is a rose Her billowing robe flows like abundant sap Chinese female gold, her dress is yellow orpiment Her shift in yellow also, gem of the orchard She is a scorching…
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Do You Think Anyone Noticed?
You’re back and everything I lacked in your absence snaps back like a bent twig Or a thumb-racked elastic band Captain Beefheart’s Magic Band wrote my backing track, penned my heart song Dying is quick and the living’s long, my heart is quickening like a marching throng Whistling Martian songs conquering shellfalls approaching the battle…
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Stillorgan Summer Summer Summer Summer Sixteen
How long a day seemed Quilt of my memories seams Laserlike flambeau sunbeam Like blended quartz leant marble texture to the hidden vents, tunnels, runnels, ridges, dells and delves, copses and treetops and Cernunnos like a triceratops Lop eared coneys fear goshawks Lop eared coneys feed goshawks Where trees walk rivers talk Glyptodons rank marshes…
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Mrs Dempsey
Speak plain before you, no plans Here because I love my mam I’ll say it with open hands, eyes on palms I gesticulate the psalms She’s open hearted I think I am too, apple never falls farther I’m the child who came after disaster Wild but eventually mild, we have laughter Now but then it…
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What Are Yous Up To?
Luas to the city banter to be had Cluas to the ground getting message from the land Got a message from my lad, phone vibrates in my hand Like someone left a rabbit on, scanned in said he plans but I’ve got plans I’m not confiding Friday night rail riding I hold the railing of…
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