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• To My Depression

  March 20, 2024

  sometimes I write to doubts and demons to keep them satiated… it sounds something like this: To My Depression  You might make the mistake I come from somewhere But there is a shadow caught inside myself The rain feeds only what bleeds While what thrives in ether still remains

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• County Kerry

  February 22, 2024

  In the morning I woke up in Ireland I was sleeping off a London hangover, From coffee shops and pubs sprinkled along a labyrinth  of ancient winding streets I heard the gentle rain announce its own arrival on the roof above, And stepped outside to watch clouds born in the Atlantic dissipate into ...

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• Anchors & Paradox

  February 13, 2023

  And so it came to me last night, between the slow cadenced breathes of my daughter’s reluctant sleep… Beneath the warmth of blankets, staying off February’s brief wrath and ponderous thoughts of a mortgage… And debt and an entitled cat -grooming himself unabashedly… Fingerprints of equanimity mat...

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• When I Wake

  November 6, 2022

  When I Wake   When I wake early morning, and say farewell to the night I put scraps of dream to music, to see if they'll take flight   The loved, lost, the lusted after, to parties whom I owe I confess my debts to the void, when I'm heavy like wet snow   Enemies,…

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• Pine Row Ghost

  December 27, 2019

  Pine Row Ghost From the middle, the unfinished is feared the most The freedom found in futures and pasts stalked by mourning The gift and the curse that is Pine Row Ghost One man's boundary, another man's boast Where are you stopping or starting, dividing or protecting? No secrets revealed down P...

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• Confessional Questions

  March 5, 2013

    I don't need to apologize But I would like to take some time To contemplate countless plunder And separate these truths from lies  ... And yes there are demons, Love I said it - don't act surprised Because, deep down, we both know Our minds are their breath of life ... Is there comfor...

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• To the Outlands

  November 17, 2009

  …and I retreat again to the outlands Always scrambling to find my way back inside She placed a black rose at my doorstep With a note attached that read: To be laid at the stone of our story, A grave yet to be filled To the outlands – to the wastelands Compacted clairvoyance of future...

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• Crave the Return

  August 18, 2009

  Normal 0 MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 There are days when I know I am alive And there are days when I feel it It’s on these days that I sense goodness that surpasses knowledge Or a loosely-held belief that goodness exists I feel the air move through my lungs I feel the sting in my shoulders a...

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• Hereford

  January 24, 2009

    “Above all, do not lose your desire to walk: everyday I walk myself into a state of well being and walk away from every illness; I have walked myself into my best thoughts…never trust a thought that did not come by walking.”        &nbs...

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