Lillie’s night scent grows –
Time-bound in a vase ~ for moths –
Almost immortal.
Month: August 2012
Transience
Clouds pass, waves below –
Always moving ~ a child’s breath –
Never repeated.
Off Henry Street, Dublin, 1988
New shop: sells marbles –
Nervous look ~ a pioneer ~
So much passed since then.
Béal na Blá
Dum-dum round, perhaps –
Or a flattened ricochet ~
Promise unfulfilled.
Returning Home, 1947.
For which mad fucker –
Did we fight so hard, so long?
My boys, in the snow.
Generations
Leafy storm decides –
Which trees to bring down ~ also –
Which seeds to scatter.
Choices
Ants farming aphids –
Cherry tree is suffering ~
To kill or leave be…
Whipping Boy
The coolest T-shirt –
Twenty years old ~ has just ripped –
Cooler than ever…
Mars
Curiosity –
Found a beer can – only one ~
…He was passing through.
For Katie
You’ve repaid our faith –
As He’s repaid yours in Him ~
Our sword and our shield.
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