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Back from London. Now I am back from LondonEverything slows downThe quiet house seems like an abstract paintingWhere references to living ...

Words I find myself falling apart Quickly shattering It feels like a kind of dying.Your wordsBroke everything again All that had ...

A Wexford Church Stones made this church in dismal lack of grace Dull windows. Leaden threads between the telling glass A ...

Too Much Art I’ve seen too much ...Too much is wearisome The scent is lost Art becomes a corset TightI’m boned ...

To the Inspirations. In my hot bathDevouring all that you ever wroteAll that you wereAs savagely as a starved fanged beastTears ...

The Lady’s Prayer.... Our Mother who art in Heaven Hallowed be thy nameThy Queendom comeThy love be done on earth as ...

The Gingko Tree At nature’s early dawn born on the wind you came.You grew: It took some hundred million yearsBut here ...

The Gables (Rathgar. Dublin). In the ruins of my once-great-mind (ha ha)That Inca Temple of my Andes..now sub-siding ..Some memories limp ...

A Dish from Him The dish is beige on cremeIt has a pleasing hand made lookI see it every dayIt is ...

The Arch of Iris. The garden wilderness a bastion of bending temperanceIs blown by angry tempests The outrage of the gusts ...

That Vertical America.That vast.. that vertical America.. Wrapped rigid in Glass Towers The conquerers of air Live over bones of ...

That Beast Impossible. Man is that beast impossible...it seems we can not lay himDown to rest his waysThe drone just comes ...

Susceptibility. The misanthropic air is everywhereit comes at me my crying eyesinternal blocked up everythingare all effected by the stingReduced to ...

Skype She washed her hair and dried it into curlTook off the beauty mask and creamed her skin.Nails painted in the ...

SHORT POEMS I Walked In. it was exactly as they all said it would beexactly as they all warned methey all said ...

Schumann in My Life. A door that opens in and further in..some stairs... a lift that goes to high and higher ...

Poor old Bertie! I like to think (andthe sooner the better!)of a cybernetic meadowwhere mammals and computerslive together in mutuallyprogramming harmonylike ...

Pearls Before Swine What a great partyI thank you...so much loveI’m left with no time For those who count mostAbove this I’m ...

Park Bench...(Stephen’s Green). ...Dublin ..Park BenchSitting here dreary...Hard Bench ...Dewy wet bum rot benchCould seem like eternity stilled Possibly it is.. A ...

Poems - 2013