A fresh breeze And the hope that joy brings us Will settle on the field Beyond the singing trees Like… Read more A clean slate
Tag: poetry
Fingerprints of spring
Five hundred fingers With oily intent Leave firm whorled prints On bare skin Seeping into the bones And wrapping over… Read more Fingerprints of spring
Mudlark
Permanently ruffled, Pointedly calling, Moving proudly, He jousts with lazy passing boots A mournful song, Echoes across the afternoon Waiting… Read more Mudlark
Food court, 9am
Stuttering voices echo Across an empty cavern Spectral forms Sing from the shadows Hammer falls Sound a rhythmic beat Clattering… Read more Food court, 9am
Slight Giggle
Beneath the creeping vines Behind the long grass A small cafe in brick and mortar Small women, in casual black… Read more Slight Giggle
Tighearnan John Kelly 