Lie back now
in green grasses
like you did
as a child
fall into earth
mind cloud wanderer
distant laughter
carries the wind.
Monthly Archives: June 2014
Spoons
He sang blues
songs with spoons
worn leather jacket
in hot sun
wind on his head
crouching there
on a bridge
etching stone time.
Oasis
Here
where the spirits
of thousands
uplifted and melancholy
sway eyes closed
imagining encounters
with greatness
gud luk
good night.
Bell
Between shops
of Bright Letters
shouting wares
that may sell
I will slip on a shadow
haunt blunted places
that might ring my bell.
Blackstone
Along the Gap of Dunloe
blackstones observe
your descent
one chestnut horse
lingers on a rise
you toss poetry
against boarded windows
of the ruins.
Mina
Mesopotamians,
you say,
keep rearranging things
you hear their night voices whisper
you and your keys
rusted swords in your castle.
Allumination
Beyond a red door
the stairs
to second floor
and a window
opens to the sea
where the moonlight
is painting shadows
upon me.