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Look at this old concrete wall
   Warmed by the sun.
   Soon the ants will come out
   To dance for You

   What would You like?
   Something rapid or languorous
   Or that they be perfectly still?

Seanfhalla

Féach an seanfhalla coincréite ******>Á théamh ag an ngrian.
Is gearr go mbeidh na seangáin amuigh
Chun damhsa Duit

Cé acu ab fhearr Leat é?
Gasta nó mall?
Nó iad a bheith ina stad?
Keith Grubb Nov 2016

you were there again

in your violet ruffled silk

pearls of opal fire

hair like buttermilk



violins were somewhere

low harps and red guitars

i remember laughter

lips and whirling stars



i look for you at twilight

moon of sapphire cream

the cold sky so wide

you in my dream

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