Bayonet scrape marks –
Traces of young bored sentries ~
Local Girls distract.
Their Queen, many years later –
Speaking Irish, amongst friends.






Bayonet scrape marks –
Traces of young bored sentries ~
Local Girls distract.
Their Queen, many years later –
Speaking Irish, amongst friends.
Deeds, words, art, garden –
Pottering, safely, at home ~
Civilisation.
Winter game menu –
Venison, mallard, pheasant ~
All of which tastes young.
It is grey but warm –
November stroll on the strand ~
Cousin’s company.
(For Ryan)
Fresh Irish oysters –
Realize it’s been a while ~
A taste of freedom.
Picking blackberries –
Before PĂşca gets them all ~
Some already slimed.
Irish Summer rain –
Sat under my umbrella ~
Pleasant water sounds.
Family lunch out –
Almost feeling like normal ~
Cozy fish and chips.
My colleagues at work –
The best of public service ~
You’ll find no better.
Using bad language –
Perhaps I should self censor ~
I will me bollix.