A DEER BY A DOLMAN IN DUBLIN

– Where you there, all the time, I asked myself, for I have not discovered the powers of hindsight, as our words wove like the wind around the whispers the woods were once witness to? – Where you there all the time, I asked myself, in that soft spot of spirit in the fold of […]

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WE ARE SEASONS

– Spring sun sweet on skin that still recalls the rain, (it is not just raindrops that fall) drunk is the forest beneath those blood red moons (blind are we to the fires we started). Will you swim through the shadow to beat away these bitter blues? Beauty is a ship of summer symphony, we […]

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WHISPERED WORDS

  Last night  you came calling  like a song  to soften the shadows and found me slipping in between the silence and the slumber. Last night  you came calling softly with your whispering words  that filled the longing  soft words that settled  upon my bed like a blanket to sooth me.  Last night  in the sweetened […]

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