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 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
High school fealty shines,
Linking Titans with lame hacks,
  .  .  .  Everyone is pleased.
Hello Poetry - wake up and smell the doff heresy!!
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
No destinations—
Weird sycophant's pantheon,
Gertrude Stein's Oakland.
Ever since Gertrude Stein wrote of Oakland, "there is no there there," people have used this quote to condemn the city, things of questionable worth and the 'art' of dabblers.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Sky falls, love ending
Blue shades, becoming deeper,
Eyes underwater.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Without ever hands  .  .  .
She knew deep power of touch,
  .  .  .  Still heart broke on hold.
 Feb 2014
Seán Mac Falls
At pond she undressed,
Clothes fell as joyful sun rose,
Blushing— twice naked.
 Jan 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Sheer little sun dress,
Lustful Gods gifted my eyes,
Rain took off her clothes.
— after Pablo Neruda
 Jan 2014
Seán Mac Falls
They saw each other—
As party died their ache grew,
  .  .  .  Paired eyes *******.
 Jan 2014
Seán Mac Falls
We lost connection—
Longer pauses on phone lines,
  .  .  .  Last words on a wire.
 Jan 2014
Seán Mac Falls
One fence post taller—
Holds round black moons full of death,
Silent wings falling.
 Jan 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Small yellow flowers  .  .  .
Sparks sprinkled in meadows shine,
  .  .  .  Mirroring the stars.
 Jan 2014
Seán Mac Falls
We bled that stark night,
Conversation drowned with wine,
What words were not said?
 Jan 2014
Seán Mac Falls
After our row  .  .  .
I bought flowers and waited,
  .  .  .  Now they are brittle.
 Jan 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Rain water clinging .  .  .
Naked trees festooned with beads,
  .  .  .  Jewels in the sun.
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