SHEDDING

  When all the fuss has faded like guilt that glides from gloss, when I’ve pulled back the hair, when I’ve crept from the clothes, when my flesh is all that you see and there is nothing left to hide the parts of me I never wanted to be, Will you…? Will I…? When my […]

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DUALITY for Poetry Day Ireland

  It’s Poetry Day Ireland so I am supporting from abroad. This years 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… Duality And here is where we battle the truth; east or west, the sun’s […]

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO. 10, NAPOWRIMO

  I hear you preaching still from your performance  pulpit, the shit-pit of sermon  where you scared  the simple man. I hear you  still preaching  of parish and prayer with your manners moody  at mass  with the mouldable masses. Years later over dinner  and before dessert  you spilt your sins between the bread and wine, […]

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I CAME TO THE CITY, MY MUSE, MISS MITCHELL

My series of poems ‘I Came to the City” has been inspired by the music and artistry of Joni Mitchell, whose music I first head in a little back side, one floor up apartment in the Marais in Paris in 1998 played for me by my flatmate at the time Tambourine Therese and this music […]

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I CAME TO THE CITY, PART 5; COULD HAVE BEEN MORE

  We held hands over hearts housed in other folds, ink had tipped another name into your flesh as we fell into holds, harbouring no more than musing moments, the south going north for something different, something foreign, someone fresh, perhaps that was all we ever were; a diversion from all that was defined, from […]

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INSIDE THE MAN

Day 20 National Poetry Writing Month #NaPoWriMo What is it when he looks at me that makes me want to love him and when he cries that makes he want to hold him and when he hurts than makes me want to heal him and when he lets me in makes me want to run […]

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