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Wordless Wednesday ~ Fore, County Westmeath, Ireland


enjoy some peace and quiet

all photographs by pd lyons ©2020 For more please visit, Pdlyons’s Explorations Irish American Poetry Photography Worldwide ~ pdlyons.wordpress.com

Fore Abbey

True #nature #photographe #pd lyons


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With Alessandra by pd lyons


With Alessandra

          ~

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

 

 

 

Trust by pd lyons w/photographs


 

 

 

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

Without fear what would samsara be? pdlyons words & photographs


 

 

 

 

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

With Alessandra


With Alessandra

          ~

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

 

 

 

LOCH LENE by pd lyons, from When you Worship Swans No Longer


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)

I Am Dead Already by PD Lyons from As if the Rain Fell in Ordinary Time erbacce-press 2019


I am dead already
~ So
there is nothing really to worry about
~ Although sometimes I still forget
think of myself as living
things to do
places to go
achievements to achieve
people to please and all
eventually I come around
focus by saying
” you don’t have to”
usually that’s enough to bring me back to what is
~ Other times,
especially if I have forgotten for maybe days,
years, occasionally decades
it takes stuff a little stronger not much though, you know
just say out loud to my so-called self;
“you are already dead “
helps me relax
brigs me round to that expansive place of what is
a pleasant space of truth
 
by pd lyons
from ~ As If the rain Fell in Ordinary Time, 2019 erbacce-press

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A Barlow Knife. words and photography by pd lyons


at that time the knife he carried with him was a Barlow

she noticed it as they sat by some small unnamed body of water

he was making slices off the few good wild apples they’d found

she said oh a Barlow?  you have a Barlow knife?

my dad had one. he always had it with him. he used to let me use it.

sometimes we went fishing,

sometimes he let me cut up apples too.

when he died my brother got it.

that night he drove into town

went into the sporting goods shop

picked out one for her

not exactly the same as his

not heavy and bone like her dads

but a ruby red

two good blades

trimmed by a bit of brass

it was the only thing he ever gave her

besides long deep kisses

slices of secret wild apples

spiced by an Indian summer

haunted by an early winter

With Alessandra


With Alessandra

          ~

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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