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No Two Alike

Just pass noon Staring down At the floorboards Of the cafe Soft wood Pitted and worn By the passage Of time and feet While the mosaic tiles Show no scars Each morning Washed and wiped Of life’s residue No secrets … Continue reading

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Crossing the Street

Silent feet At the end of Dawson Street Muted by wind Stop or go… Colour dictates Red or Green Young or old… Age dictates Fast or slow Smiles or frowns… Mood dictates A view A fragment A thousand stories Walk … Continue reading

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City Lunchtime

unrelenting march of feet unstopping pounding place to place human ants smiling, scowling….to deter any unsolicited jiving yet, it’s a time to meet to greet a need to eat a latte …. a Dublin sandbo perhaps a veggie in a … Continue reading

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If They Only Knew!

Rooms now vacant Except for…. Empty promises The old house reverts back into the hands of forgotten ghosts of names no longer spoken But he knows, he feels their presence Their mute lament Floorboards speak of shoe-less feet Doors close … Continue reading

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In The City

the air is more than warm warmer as the afternoon grows long city traffic is punishing the street the roars mechanical beasts the blowing of horns the sound of brakes squealling like pigs a thousand pairs of feet pounding the … Continue reading

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