Livin on a warm floor
Gettin no bed sores
Taking time from drinkin
Tryin to do some thinkin
Livin in the slow lane
Recession turns us all the same
Governments are panicking
Candlelights are flickering
Poetry
The Irish Soul
The wild imaginings of the hot Irish soul
Pause in quiet defiance
Marvelling at the oblique slash
Of Beauty
That airplane streaks across
The wide open sky
The cathartic
Setting sun