NOT QUITE RIGHT

  You swept into the shadows of all that once was, last night, like a blur upon the light, not quite right, not quite. I’d slept beneath his covers after he’d taken off, one night and you’d caught me in your sight hoping that I might well, quite. You’d found me in a rainstorm as […]

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UNDER, ONWARDS & OVER

Washed over in whiskey and rum and falling, on a street, by a bridge in the lamplight as the river rushed under us onwards and out of sight, falling into each other in foreign lands into foreign hands sliding along foreign bodies, lean and slender, twists and thrusts of bodies curious to what they’d not […]

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CONNECTIONS

  Water Silent Stillness Reflection . Connection Make the connection Elements Water Earth Air I can be fire The fire I walk on water I dream I walk on water I see stillness I dream I walk on the stillness of the water I hear the silence I am the silence dreaming of the stillness […]

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SWALLOWED BY THE STILLNESS

  Swallowed by the stillness,  all life now a reflection of what was once movement, of all that once beat against the current. He walked along the wood, slipped along the steps and swam into the stillness that settled on the silence Of the morning not yet woken and the trees beside the river reached […]

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STILL ACHING

  A Short Scary Story.         I’d been back a month, the city of light they called it, Paris and all it’s lovers, everyone hand in hand, lips locked like they were lynching the breath from each other and there I was, alone. It had become my city of shadows; dark, devious […]

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THE BLIND ASSASSIN

  A Short Horror Story.        I don’t remember what happened before, no clue as to who I was, what I was, but afterwards, everything that happened afterwards is a completely different story, because when you open your eyes after death, you discover a whole other way of living. Tick tock, tick tock. […]

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OH COUNTRY, MY COUNTRY

Oh country, my country, once born in your troubled times and raised by the banks where your Liffey lies, I followed the paths of generations moved on to see what they’d built, to see where they’d gone, but returned to a home now seriously lacking a nation of consumers complaining and attacking. Where are your […]

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THIS IS HOW IT ENDS!

  He wrote you a love song, A sonnet full of substance but it quivered on a quaver, percussion piercing it, smacking it suddenly, separating it from any sense of synchronicity, drums drowning it in dissension, ruining all reminder of resonance, burying it brutally in the blues, bare and broken. He wrote you a love […]

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THE TRUTH IN THE WATER

  I see you, this morning in sweeping reflections in the waters, reflected in the sleeping stillness of the morning’s silence as if the world was looking up as if the sky had fallen down. I see a tree, a weeping sea of a tree, leaning, reflected in the waters, reflecting its reflection into milky […]

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