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An Buachaill Coal Dubh

An Buachaill Coal Dubh

Waking Up

I awake, I think of you
What happened?
I know you can remember
I cannot rise, I feel you.
You may be gone,
Soon, forever.
But you are in my dreaming
Awake and asleep.
I turn on music.
Do singers of love songs ever win?
Do they ever?

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Lough Ine

My eyes gaze upon the wonder of L… Natural harbour from gaining winds… I think of living here in the wood… to look back lifelong at the soari… secluded in the memory of Anglo-I…
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Down Town

Lest you walk through her streets, and feel the granite at your shoul… taste the stone of old bridges Bow waves at her supports Surging torrents of energy through…
Untitled

You left during the unprecedented… The new grass in its first season… blew in the gentle breezes outside… You were quiet when I visited you… Your eyes bore through the will of…
Lagoon

Salty pools of mint tepidity lick my ankles, and cleanse my toe… The tide subsides, and leaves behi… The silver sided friends Flapping wildly beneath lush canop…
Dunmore East

You sat at the restaurant table; Your eyes rested on the bubbling h… Gazing at the distant waves, and s… beyond the lighthouse at the head, As a painter would paint you,
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Homeless

Shudder in the cold air, the end of the autumn. I know each season like a son or d… lashing out against me, or cuddling and warming me,
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listen

Listen thyself, not to the birdson… To the tick of the clock, to the s… For that will cast only the shape… And your desire will fill the moul… Look not at color and shape,
From Babette’s Feat

Mercy and truth have met together.… Man, in his weakness and shortsigh… He trembles at the risks he takes.… There comes a time when our eyes a… We need only await it with confide…
From the Foredeck

Life, my love Is as fragile as a dream. Whether it be known to us or not, we have the potential to effect
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Nada di nada

For soon, I shall die, And there shall be nothing between… But the vast emptiness, Which I will inhabit like an echo… The boundless void,
New Beginnings.

Man, I feel your pain. I know how the heart can burn, and How the fires can rage I hope you weather it well, and
Gate

Rose—petal paint flaking, On a small iron wrought gate, In a length of wall. But for creepers, And crawlers and
Dunmanus

On thermal currents along the shore Out and back, Seeking silver sided fish Glistening in the sun
The Cave Dwellers

We, all of us, huddled, griping fi… in the halls of caverns and caves, waiting for the surge of the onrushing tide that would c… Those inner chambers, and blast us…
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Zeitgeist

An image, a ghost An impression at most. Morning light creeps through the s… Fingers in hair, goodbyes and hall… Muses, abuses, sings for dinner
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