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Seeds. Seeds…Small seeds ungratifiedLike barren eggs that never reached the wombLike sperm dried on the hand. I scatter them… Seeds have a knowledgeI ...

          She Wore Scarlet. She wore deep scarletQueen of the City LightsSmile painted dark upon her lipsShe moved into the night.Her subjects ...

  Rob was nice… He was principled tooOnly stole from Chain Storesto harvest some food. His pockets were deepStitched into his coatreaching down ...

  Peacock The season comes around again..He struts to herHis tail a wondrous fanEach feather in perfectionShimmeringBeyond imagination. The brown hen takes it ...

  Party August in IrelandWe’re turning to ice. Forecast for Sunday…day of our partysupposedly fun…full of summery spice …Is gloom..drizzle and rain…
Gloom drizzle ...

  Soon on the Road. I’m in Limbo…that place betweenthe spaces in the world Packing the car…not packed at allCleaned it a bit…not ...

  Not the Eiffel Tower If someone were to ask me what I think of the Colourful WombMy reply would be…It’s not ...

  My name is Agnes…Agnes…. War Child. I’m just another poster on the Piccadilly line..you’ve seen it all beforeGoing to work…or going ...

  My Museum: A Woman Speaks to History. In my museum You are on display. I have those parts of you I knowAssembled ...

Mother Tongue. Mother ...my first lingoLike a tongue cut outWas taken from me With each yearThat passesI am feelingTonguelessI do not blame ...

  May Tree. May Tree….Happy in MayGrey skies agreeIt is a lovely day. Kristine Byrne 25th May 2014 ...

  As then …as ever …as it is now..Armed men kill usWho have no weaponryAnd we all dieWhilst they live on ...

        Madam Tussaud’s : Where the lifeless living dwelt untilA scalding fire licked their waxy skins Of doughy wax. They had no ...

  Lowther Castle : Scotland. Inside the empty shell that is the castle wallsWild flowers growUntouched by human handOh yay …! ….and ...

  I heard , on the radio, the ‘baby child’ now a woman, read out a letter to her mother, from ...

Life is a Book Life is an open bookIt’s there for those who see and those who see what they are ...

  War is also about women…Let us not forget.By 1942, 400,000 British WomenWere serving in the armyNavy ….Air-force…Flying planesDriving buses…..trains…Working in ...

  Le Potager The road wraps round the hill of Parisot.and I am bound to climb that hillto look again , into ...

  La Vie est Breve A little dream will do no harm…A little whimsy has its charms…Gloved fingers in a joker’s danceTime ...

I Sang I sang to you and that old corner treeI sang to youMy best sung lullabyBut only that old tree ...

I am a Guest. Goose duck or hamChoose..choose...Sprouts celery and peas Truman in the Tower Room Yaddo....rhymes with shadow..And none of it ...

  How to Boil an Egg To boil an egg, you’ll need a Universe.Create it !Without a Universe, there can be not ...

Horror-scope It’s hard to rise above the ignoranceof the ill bred manwho smirks… molesting women At their work. …. his small penis ...

            Glasnevin I love to walk on bumpy grass amongst the silent dead.Be near the calmness of their stony gravesWithin the quietude ...

          Elsa Schiaparelii. Those luxuriant drapes tell me without a doubt… that I’m… by some osmosis …in Paris …in a soft lit ...

Poems - 2014