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Seán Mac Falls Aug 2014
I brought her flowers  .  .  .
Around us meadows in bloom,
  .  .  .  My gift offered late.
Seán Mac Falls Jan 2013
Her ultimatum—
Simply left what was broken,
  .  .  .  Only in pieces.
Seán Mac Falls Mar 2015
Thoughts' banality  .  .  .
Shallow couplets of phony,                                                                                    
  .  .  .  Now trends on HP.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2012
Slammed door, night porch,
Her words made fireplace roar—
Dusky mountain steams.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2013
Slammed door, night porch,
Her words made fireplace roar—
Dusky mountain steams.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2014
Whole world is jungle,
My love appreciates me,
  .  .  .  We have lions share.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2012
Tended flame has died,
Light dreams of youth pale, smoked,
Sky is now grey— ember.
Seán Mac Falls Apr 2013
Tended flame has died,
Light dreams of youth pale, smoked,
Sky is now grey— ember.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2012
Darkness dies again,
Birds calling from bright blue skies,
  .  .  .  After sun rises.
Seán Mac Falls Apr 2013
Our perfect kiss—
Lost in autumns lonely winds,
  .  .  .  Single leaf falling.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2013
Love lost in rain drops,
Melodies of my memories,
  .  .  .  Frost on naked trees.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2013
Our perfect kiss—
Lost in autumns lonely winds,
  .  .  .  Single leaf falling.
Seán Mac Falls May 2013
Snowy white and blue,
Mountains behind crow alone,
  .  .  .  Winter still appears.
Seán Mac Falls Jul 2014
Snowy white and blue,
Mountains behind crow alone,
  .  .  .  Winter still appears.
Seán Mac Falls Dec 2013
High sails **** doldrums,
Late sun shrouded in white clouds,
  .  .  .  Eagle low in sky.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2012
Hurricane has come,
Climate change deniers hide,
In great storming eye.
Seán Mac Falls Mar 2015
*** holes dressing street  .  .  .
Bombshell puddles angels left,
  .  .  .  Bird baths in the road.
Seán Mac Falls Jan 2014
Sheer little sun dress,
Lustful Gods gifted my eyes,
Rain took off her clothes.
— after Pablo Neruda
Seán Mac Falls Jan 2015
Life will find a way  .  .  .
Rejuvenate from blindness of man,
  .  .  .  Eyes in grains of sand.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2012
April is cruelest  .  .  .
May is a month of jewels,
June— what is to come.
Seán Mac Falls Jan 2014
We bled that stark night,
Conversation drowned with wine,
What words were not said?
Seán Mac Falls Feb 2013
Otters slide down hill,
Gliding into snow melt creek,
Swimming in the sun.
Seán Mac Falls Mar 2014
Otters slide down hill,
Gliding into snow melt creek,
Swimming in the sun.
Seán Mac Falls Sep 2014
Gnat is mucky king!
Little lord thinks he matters,
  .  .  .  Buzzing above *****.
Seán Mac Falls May 2014
Death silences birds  .  .  .
In the plain, carryon fields,
  .  .  .  Crows flying in low.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2012
Always bowing head,
Past joy to meet her lost eyes,
Now see only stones.
Seán Mac Falls Aug 2013
Rich man got your vote,
Tornados love trailer parks,
Now you are homeless.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2012
Teachers are problem,
Never mind the dumbing down,
God's intel design.
Seán Mac Falls Sep 2012
Cream, water from tap,
Java swirls— transmuting mug,
Morning alchemy.
Seán Mac Falls Apr 2013
Cream, water from tap,
Java swirls— transmuting mug,
Morning alchemy.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2013
Cream, water from tap,
Java swirls— transmuting mug,
Morning alchemy.
Seán Mac Falls Jul 2014
Cream, water from tap,
Java swirls— transmuting mug,
Morning alchemy.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2012
So seductive, she,
Never saw the coming stones,
Last cry— Lorelei.
Lorelei is the name of a feminine water spirit, similar to mermaids or Rhine maidens, associated with river rock in popular folklore and in works of music, art and literature.

The name comes from the old German words "lureln" (Rhine dialect for "murmuring") and the Celtic term "ley" (rock). The translation of the name would therefore be: "murmur rock" or "murmuring rock". The heavy currents, and a small waterfall in the area (still visible in the early 19th century) created a murmuring sound, and this combined with the special echo the rock produces to act as a sort of amplifier, giving the rock its name.[1] The murmuring is hard to hear today owing to the urbanization of the area. Other theories attribute the name to the many accidents, by combining the German verb "lauern" (to lurk, lie in wait) with the same "ley" ending, with the translation "lurking rock".
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2013
So seductive, she,
Never saw the coming stones,
Last cry— Lorelei.
Lorelei is the name of a feminine water spirit, similar to mermaids or Rhine maidens, associated with river rock in popular folklore and in works of music, art and literature.

The name comes from the old German words "lureln" (Rhine dialect for "murmuring") and the Celtic term "ley" (rock). The translation of the name would therefore be: "murmur rock" or "murmuring rock". The heavy currents, and a small waterfall in the area (still visible in the early 19th century) created a murmuring sound, and this combined with the special echo the rock produces to act as a sort of amplifier, giving the rock its name.[1] The murmuring is hard to hear today owing to the urbanization of the area. Other theories attribute the name to the many accidents, by combining the German verb "lauern" (to lurk, lie in wait) with the same "ley" ending, with the translation "lurking rock".
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2012
Her shelter in clothes,
Rode her naked once exposed,
  .  .  .  Beauty unbridled.
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2013
On my garden lawn,
A croquet field of red *****,
Whoops without mallet.
Seán Mac Falls Dec 2012
She prolongs agony,
Razor lips cut so sweetly—
Can we be just friends?
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2013
She prolongs agony—
Razor lips cut so sweetly,
Can we be just friends?
Seán Mac Falls May 2014
She prolongs agony,
Razor lips cut so sweetly—
Can we be just friends?
Seán Mac Falls Oct 2012
We found summer house,
Her lost eyes gazed— faraway,
Bed is still empty.
Seán Mac Falls Jun 2014
We found summer house,
Her lost eyes gazed— faraway,
Bed is still empty.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2012
Oceans brought us here,
Frosty strands, clouds in blue eyes,
Low waves breaking in.
Seán Mac Falls Mar 2013
Zesty eyes, tasting,
Red wine, fresh herbs, ambrosia—
Joy, cooking with her.
Seán Mac Falls Dec 2014
Doves lit in the spires  .  .  .
Two lovers kiss in temple,
  .  .  .  Unringing the bells.
Seán Mac Falls Dec 2012
Outside is temple—
Soft chanting snow fall, pure white,
Crystal mandalas.
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2013
Outside is temple—
Soft chanting snow fall, pure white,
Crystal mandalas.
Seán Mac Falls Dec 2014
Outside is temple—
Soft chanting snow fall, pure white,
Crystal mandalas.
Seán Mac Falls Mar 2014
Outside is temple—
Soft chanting snow fall, pure white,
Crystal mandalas.
Seán Mac Falls Feb 2013
Hummingbirds' wings,
Rouge petals— wild cherry sways,
Soft bells murmuring.
Seán Mac Falls Apr 2014
Blood moon reigns tonight,
Marking time of her leaving,
  .  .  .   Night sky is bleeding.
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