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 Mar 2014
Seán Mac Falls
I never saw eyes,
Like hers, now we walk together,
Lake water sparkles.
 Mar 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Empty, simple clods,
Only take, never giving,
Look at ME they pray.
 Mar 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Little flower tips  .  .  .
Red berries, green holly woods,
  .  .  .  Brittle as ever.
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 Mar 2014
Seán Mac Falls
She put her hair up,
All night I imagined its fall,
Breathlessly waiting.
 Mar 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Her steps into house  .  .  .
In small rooms always the sound,
  .  .  .  The sound of leaving.
 Mar 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Magic unrealized  .  .  .
Man, woman interacting,
Child just loves flower.
 Mar 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Asleep with my love,
I wake, she is in dream— still,
Conversation runs.
 Mar 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Militant blue jays,
Secure area in uniform,
Splitting shells of nuts.
 Mar 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Stars in dust wasteland,
Seen once, every seven years,
Desert flowers bloom.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Your eyes, flooding me,
Your anger, rousing the skies—
Rain drops with my tears.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Red and white roses,
Wild and loud, spangle, sparkle,
Filling— empty lot.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Her love was mighty,
Great ocean after desert—
Little hands open.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Seashells and castles,
Imagination, holy as the skies,
Sea sprayed our faces.
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