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Make Peace With The Last Of Me

  Not the man you wanted me to be too strong to be a failure too just to be an enemy lay down your arms and make peace with the last of me.   Sure I threw that wrench in … Continue reading

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Something Hidden In The Brightness of Day *

    Fortunes lie on the ocean floor the glow of gold grows dim under the weight of ancient waves currency becomes spurious.   Mark my words, young lady— forests will cover these cities one day. You will live to … Continue reading

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Ledwidge Killed

  Ledwidge killed blown to bits died in a hole with some other poor twits bad things happen when you fight for the Brits better luck next time, Ledwidge   Francis Ledwidge (19 August 1887—31 July 1917) was an Irish … Continue reading

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All Eyes Focus On the Vanishing Sun

Old the tome, dust floating breeze the rattle rushing through the trees the faintest whisper that bit the lip the eyes that blink, the hands that slip   The steps that quicken down the path the brow that furrows in … Continue reading

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Visiting Hours at the Laughing Academy

Just a boy And his half-bound book All alone In a white-walled room   Blank blue eyes Though thoughts lie behind With no pen In a white-walled room   Past his door In a dark red room Sits a girl … Continue reading

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Life Cycle

Speaker. Walker. Primer. Dreamer. Thinker. Creator. Anger. Fighter. Runner. Prisoner. Thinker. Father. Creator. Teacher. Healer. Pensioner. Believer. Repeater.

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For a Friend In Need

“This morning, early, I received a shock; for marriage Is a hard life and each new winter marks A darker degree of dark, a darker image, Another tree-ring added to the soul’s thick bark.” —Paul Durcan Fairly certain it was … Continue reading

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This Day in Irish History

Blood on the snow; Blood on his hands; Grey matter on his face; His face gone pale. Five shell casings. He picked them up; Put them in his pocket; Telling himself he didn’t know why; He knew it was all … Continue reading

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