Dublin Girl
in a doorway pale hands search the rain for softness
who has never touched the world with little fingers, who has never longed to never leave,
she is always there somewhere
The sea The gulls The Liffey Joyce And the ship in the window on Berkeley road Still Claim Her
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there is a Dublin of which i am in love with. it is a culmination of miles of wanderings and the songs and poetry my father brought to my life. Even before I ever got there it had taken root in my heart. – She is always there somewhere.
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we lean elbows on the table
they take my face in-between their hands
all endless eyes intense
not even needing to be kissed
swoon like
fall
crash
only by their hands saved
my elbows long since
given
way
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enjoy some peace and quiet
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Fore Abbey
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Fore Abbey
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~
time travels softly
across the river
sun pours
volcanoes of night
suck away the day
ghosts rise hungry
clean olive scented bones
in another sleepless night
along this land of green dreams
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Trust
Can I tell you
Soft things stir my heart
Slight smiles unsolicited
As if light inside tickling
Not quite laughter
A freedom from inventory
A freedom from speculation
A sweet savoury genuine
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We don’t know anything because we can’t
All we can do is label
We can call this a blade of grass
But can we explain what that is?
Where does it come From
Rest
Go
Do you KNOW grass?
MuffinManZen
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~
time travels softly
across the river
sun pours
volcanoes of night
suck away the day
ghosts rise hungry
clean olive scented bones
in another sleepless night
along this land of green dreams
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Undulate of diamond silhouettes
North wind skirts pirouette
just past a fishing heron
fingerling samurai silver shadow
breath so deep it echoes
not one golden dream left behind
you’re where I’m gonna be forever
(for shelly)
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