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 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Spotted light on lake,
Plaintive cry of single loon,
Full moon in his voice.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Promised only words,
Took off our broken bands,
  .  .  .  Rings forever silent.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
We emptied the house,
Said our goodbyes and left,
  .  .  .  One photo on floor.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Sun beams in finery  .  .  .
Heaven and earth enthroned,
White sky, white mountains.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Before new flowers,
Blooming, butterflies hover,
  .  .  .  A wreath in midair.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Tea and cup, ready,
Birds in garden weaving dream,
Kettle wakes, calling.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Bright moon, perfect, full,
Her *******, unbound in starlight,
Heavens outnumbered.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
To hear her fond voice,
Music above all birdsong  .  .  .
  .  .  .  Mere background singers.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Four crows, black on cloud,
Dark, sordid wings parry and ******—
Murdering white skies.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Silent pond ripples—
She dips her toes in water,
Soft *******, stiffen.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Little dull birdies  .  .  .
Love own songs by mirror pond,
  .  .  .  Graceful swan sails by.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Fresh days on beaches,
Sand writ words of betrothals,
Tides washed them away.
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