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 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Younglings got ******* up,
Love, antiquated notions,
  .  .  .  Mobile devices.
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
She was guiding steps  .  .  .
My brave face trussed our way,
  .  .  .  One hand behind her.
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
In the tides she said  .  .  .
Our love would stand forever,
  .  .  .  Footprints in the sand.
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Late salutations  .  .  .
Old autumn guests come and go,
  .  .  .  Still leaves on the porch.
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Little birdlings in trees,
Children flailing round branches,
  .  .  .  Wings wanting to fly.
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
In mute fields of sun  .  .  .
Angels' wings hum from heaven,
  .  .  .  Flock of swans fly by.
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Her eyes were cold sun,
Red hair shouts our love undone,
Maple leaves falling  .  .  .
 May 2014
Lana
Golden lightning bolts
         jolt the muse to action
Dark skies lit for one...
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
After autumn storm  .  .  .
Red and golden leaves threaded,
  .  .  .  Floating on sun pond.
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Day flowers open  .  .  .
At night close into themselves,
  .  .  .  As my heart remains.
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