ALL THE REST IS BUT ASH, AFTER

  A crimson blaze, a tiny tree, truth can be fragile, beauty can be breathless (does not always need to be burdened by our breath). Branches can be barren, nature can be hurtful but colour conquers concrete. Fragility can take flight, fields can be an ocean of fallen leaves that time will catch and crispen […]

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A FISH CAUGHT ON THE CURVE OF THE MOON

  Love is a red Russian rose on the run, a bouquet to brush the blues from their burdens. Hope is his hand on her head in the night, taking flight as that blue bird darkens. But her moon was in Pisces and she was said to be expunged by her sensitive soul but in […]

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TRUTH OR DARE, for Poetry Day Ireland

  It’s Poetry Day Ireland so I am supporting from abroad. This year’s theme is Truth or Dare and this final new poem recalls older days when this Irishman was still a growing boy on the streets of Paris…   Truth or Dare At 22 we locked the bar at 2am and turned empty bottles […]

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SALMON DANCERS for Poetry Day Ireland

  It’s Poetry Day Ireland so I am supporting from abroad. This year’s theme is Truth or Dare so throughout the day I will be posting a few of my older poems on Truth and a few more on being Irish… Salmon Dancers And so swim the salmon, against the rising stream, foam flushing against […]

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