Poetry

Random poems

Lost

Black shoes/Prawn sandwich Comp. Entry

A great man for Shakespeare

A great man for Shakespeare my Dad, "lay on McDuff;" and "Time and the hour run through the roughest day." He'd say. That day I heard him fall. Saw him, face livid, lips blue.

Good Friday

Childhood memories of Easter in Dublin.
Cherry

That Stupid Woman

A mother blames herself for her helplessness and inaction when her child suddenly stops breathing.
Cherry

Freedom!

We stand in the kitchen. Silence spreads like an oil slick. Very slick. It covers the surface of our marriage. I watch your back, the set of your shoulders. Alert for warning signs.