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Seán Mac Falls Jun 2014
Light slowly rises,
Milky sun, soft, tannin mist—
Coffee in morning.
Seán Mac Falls Aug 2013
Hammer and anvil—
Flying sparks forged in irony,
Beast yearns for beauty.
Seán Mac Falls Dec 2014
In forest we taste  .  .  .
Each other in evergreens,
Hot dews on the moss.
Seán Mac Falls Sep 2013
Greatest story told—
Universe in water bead,
Moist earth surrenders.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2012
One bird's final flight,
Wings beat by gentle stray sands,
Woke into a dream.
Seán Mac Falls Jul 2013
One bird's final flight,
Wings beat by gentle stray sands,
Woke into a dream.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2014
One bird's final flight,
Wings beat by gentle stray sands,
Woke into a dream.
Seán Mac Falls Jan 2015
One bird's final flight,
Wings beat by gentle stray sands,
  .  .  .  Woke into a dream.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2012
Hair reigns, scent of her,
She sleeps late by a window,
Morning meadow sun.
Seán Mac Falls Jun 2014
Hair reigns, scent of her,
She sleeps late by a window,
Morning meadow sun.
Seán Mac Falls Jul 2013
Hair reigns, scent of her,
She sleeps late by a window,
Morning meadow sun.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2012
Mourning doves landing,
Gentle branches— place for wings,
Hawk already there.
Seán Mac Falls Jul 2013
Mourning doves landing,
Gentle branches— place for wings,
Hawk already there.
Seán Mac Falls Jan 2015
Mourning doves landing,
Gentle branches— place for wings,
  .  .  .  Hawk already there.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2014
Mourning doves landing,
Gentle branches— place for wings,
Hawk already there.
Seán Mac Falls Jan 2015
Oceans teem with life  .  .  .
Some creatures left mothering seas,
  .  .  .  Empty shells on beach.
Seán Mac Falls Jun 2013
Blessed are the blind—
Reborn on new Permian shores,
Bone eyed hollow shells.
Seán Mac Falls Feb 2013
Little doe, frisky—
Flash, sparkles at edge of woods,
Irish girl dancing.
Seán Mac Falls Sep 2013
What Gods have mercy?
The fertile plains— all on fire,
Tiger in the grass  .  .  .
Seán Mac Falls Feb 2013
Dancing fir trees, pine,
Greener against bluest skies,
Winter wind creeping.
Seán Mac Falls May 2013
Cold wind, shorter days,
Summer maple shedding leaves,
  .  .  .  One black bird in tree.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2012
Stars fell into day—
Burning in redden silence,
Leaves float on still lake.
Seán Mac Falls Feb 2015
Stars fell into day—
Burning in redden silence,
  .  .  .  Leaves float on still lake.
Seán Mac Falls Jul 2013
Stars fell into day—
Burning in redden silence,
Leaves float on still lake.
Seán Mac Falls Jan 2015
Stars fell into day—
Burning in redden silence,
Leaves float on still lake.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2014
Stars fell into day—
Burning in redden silence,
Leaves float on still lake.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2014
Awful writers glossed  .  .  .
Vanity spits in mirror—
  .  .  .  Ugly rubes preening.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2013
My own undoing—
So close to eternal bliss,
  .  .  .  Dark, murderous lips.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2012
The devil Rove, said:
Only good conservative,
Is poorly read one.
Seán Mac Falls May 2014
Flighty transitions  .  .  .
Poets in fashionable grabs,
  .  .  .  Lapwings to the Gods.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2014
Two hearts once bloomed,
Who fell with wild poppies deep,
  .  .  .  In the fields of joy.
Seán Mac Falls May 2014
Morning sun is shy  .  .  .
All day and late flowers sing,
  .  .  .  Orange poppies beam.
Seán Mac Falls Jul 2014
After summer rain  .  .  .
In coolness of rising mist,
Lone frog jumped in pond.
Seán Mac Falls Jan 2013
Black inked letter,
Words shaking on white paper,
Last line read— farewell.
Seán Mac Falls Aug 2014
Love broke in silence  .  .  .
Autumn leaves, snows hush falling,
  .  .  .  All the world shouting.
Seán Mac Falls Jul 2013
Black inked letter,
Words shaking on white paper,
Last line read— farewell.
Seán Mac Falls Apr 2013
All the world in fog—
Coffee smells like sun waking,
Lighthouse eyes beaming.
Seán Mac Falls Aug 2013
They saw each other—
As party died their ache grew,
  .  .  .  Paired eyes *******.
Seán Mac Falls May 2014
Little tawny buds  .  .  .
After winter spring sparkles,
  .  .  .  Freckles on her face.
Seán Mac Falls Jun 2014
They saw each other—
As party died their ache grew,
  .  .  .  Paired eyes *******.
Seán Mac Falls Jan 2014
They saw each other—
As party died their ache grew,
  .  .  .  Paired eyes *******.
Seán Mac Falls Dec 2012
River stories told,
Marsh reeds, chapters of otters,
Fish tails left on rocks.
Seán Mac Falls Jul 2013
River stories told,
Marsh reeds, chapters of otters,
Fish tails left on rocks.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2012
Snowy egrets, pure,
Stoic, white statues of grace,
Digging in the muck.
Seán Mac Falls May 2013
Snowy egrets, pure,
Stoic, white statues of grace,
Digging in the muck.
Seán Mac Falls Jul 2013
Snowy egrets, pure,
Stoic, white statues of grace,
Digging in the muck.
Seán Mac Falls Dec 2013
Snowy egrets, pure,
Stoic, white statues of grace,
Digging in the muck.
Seán Mac Falls Feb 2015
Snowy egrets, pure,
Stoic, white statues of grace,
  .  .  .  Digging in the muck.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2014
Snowy egrets, pure,
Stoic, white statues of grace,
Digging in the muck.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2012
Bounders drawing lines,
Last days lowered like a boom—
  .  .  .  Chalk of rising moon.
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