BLACK BEAUTY, THE LIGHT IN LOUGHSHINNY

  Clouds congregate under summer skies, standing towers, still, waiting for Napoleon’s rise. Up close, only echoes of history hit the hollowing rock below- coming in to slip out with more, in search of possession on another shore. There are footprints on the beach- horses hooves whose metal shoes now feel the rust of the […]

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BORN IN BLUE

  Muscle in movement to music as cords are cut from corpse, ‘I was born in blue,’ he said, ‘tender twisting into tune, I am rags rendered into rich, suffering surrendering to the song.’ ‘I was born in blue,’ he said And his guitar the guts through which he bled. All words by Damien B. […]

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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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MY MUSE

Dance with me for a while you asked And how could I refuse? The belle of the ball at a soiree of cities You are lady and goddess, the muse. Deep in your heart I walked through you To see you for what you are, The product of passion and maker of magic Like the […]

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ALONG THE WAYSIDE

Subdued by circumstance, Sitting soulfully In the shadow Of uncertainty As situations Settle themselves Into scenes played out Beyond reach of understanding Or certitude, I succumb To the subtle shifts In atmospherical changes, Accept the silences As essential escapism And shake In the fallouts from storms Rained down only In the calmest corners of the […]

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