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Donal Mahoney

Donal Mahoney

Metastasis

I am sorry to hear the news.
I lost it when I heard about hers
and now to hear about yours.
 
I’m livid at times, peaceful rarely.
If you prefer, I won’t forward emails
about her until you recover.
 
I thought you should know
how the doctors say she is doing.
Meanwhile I write about anything
 
rather than yell about everything.
Some days I go to the basement
and yell when no one is home.
 
 
Donal Mahoney

Otras obras de Donal Mahoney...
Black Flag from the Sky

Black flag on the lawn falls in pieces from the sky. Starlings in command. Donal Mahoney
If We Ever Break Up

Thunder and lightning at first, as I understand it, and then the moon will split in half and disappear and the stars will go dark
The Whole Mad Swirl

I was out of control, spinning on the whirligig of youth, giddy to be caught in what Kerouac called “the whole mad swirl
Wife After Showering

Niagara Falls her silver hair so long it bounces off the swan
A Stationary Bicycle

The doctor tells Phil and his wif… he’s in pretty good health for a m… his age but he needs to exercise. And Phil says he agrees and then goes on to explain
Rain on Good Friday

Many decades ago when I was a kid we always expected rain at 3 p.m. on Good Friday said to be the hour
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Bulbs Alive

A doctor by day Ralph spends his nights ordering tulip bulbs from Holland beautiful and rare
Away We Go

Heaven’s Sake or maybe Hell No. Even if we weigh a ton our body’s not a problem
Amazing Grace

When Bill goes home to the church of his youth he finds things are different. They don’t sing “Amazing Grace” the way they did when he was
A Whopper of a Snow

The weather report the night before said a foot of snow maybe more, heavy and wet.
Dangling Participles

Every time something breaks like the pipe in the wall we heard gushing this morning my wife wants to call
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A Gray Day

A gray summer day the sun is on vacation sunflowers hang their heads Donal Mahoney
Grandma at the Bus Stop

If smiles had echoes all the world would hear Grandma’s bouncing off the stars Donal Mahoney
Priest and Prostitute

The old priest who won’t retire despite his bishop’s hints rides his bike around the parish every day for exercise. He waves and smiles at everyone
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A Prelude to Hell

No youngster himself, Fred often… “There are always preludes to hell… For Fred one of those preludes is… the things in life Fred can’t fix.… Another prelude is paying the trad…



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