Dragonfly
Wished to
Be firefly
Butterfly
Prayed
To be
Dragonfly
All the while
Firefly
Continued
To show off
Her glow
In the dark
And be a
Light
In the night.

Are they gone yet?
to The Brits I refer,
bad apples in the barrel.

Would you look at the
damage they've caused.

India/Pakistan
Israel/Palestine
Irish/Protestants.

The IP's countries
ruined by them,

Get on with your meaningful
vote even if you have no idea
what it signifies, certainly not
Mean (as in the verb) or Mean
(as in the noun) but we all know
it is Mean (as in the adjective).

Those pin stripe convict suits
say it all, bar coded criminal
attire for a nation of Mullock's.

No, I'm not addressing those
residing at surfers paradise or
the beach combers who are out
there looking at the wave graves
in the off chance of finding floaters
gold which is no different to what
one expects to discover at the end
of an Irish rainbow, providing you
get there before the Leprechauns.

Road rangers of ******* left to the wind,
CokeCans@McDonnells should have been binned.

Appache are pronto delivered by Tonto
Kemo Sabe's Comanche, but could be Monsanto?

Is it just here in Cork that those boxes are red
Kentucky Fried Chicken to the crows it is fed.

So who are the Tidies around town here in Mallow,
do they go out much further?  Yes, as far as Duhallow !!


For the volunteers. Mallow Tidy Towns.
Polluted by American take away's

The lights stay red long
enough to change a wheel
at some intersections.

Almost time enough for me
to complete a poem on the
back of a ***** delivery truck.

Green was the undoing of me,
up went the rev counter, a
blast of diesel fumes and away!

Unfinished was my the title,
anticipation was my subject,
completion was my object.

Later in the day it was parked
outside the police station, with
someone else's ending, on, an anon.

- - -    - - - - - - -   are
murderers - - -  no-
- - - -   believes the
- - - - story about
the  - - - - - -    - - - -
because  - - -  British
- - - -  be  - - - - - - -
border - - - - - - - .

Somebody highlighted my
spelling mistake on the wall
of a pedestrian underpants!!
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  " Miss-under-stood "

I'm not into voyeurism,
but, either I am colour
  blind, or, Victoria has
  disclosed her secret(e).


ps.

Things are looking up!

      Samuel Beckett.

Just meandering, dear.
A day in the life of a
Mere man. A can of grief in his hand.
Smoke clouds above billowing.
Hopes tapered down into small
Twigs by time.
And noticing,
The sun rises quite the same.
Just as bright from the east still.
Blue drapes still paint the beyond
As they have always.
And the black nights are still speckled in glitter.
Yet time itself seems to have gone racing right past our feeble slow
Old wrinkled perception.
And before you draw from the pipe it's tomorrow. Again.
Barely time left to remember.
To draw upon all you learned
Who you loved and those who are gone.
It's a bitter bright yellow sunrise today.
And it's all done gone in its glory
In my last
heartbeat.

Tickle me pink and,
Paint me in orange, I
Want warm colors,
While I laugh out the storm I,
Want to roll down green hills,
And bathe in brown dust and,
Cry neon-yellow, if I want to,
Well I will, just

Let's swim in the blue,
And stare up at the grey,
Watercolor the town red,
For another purple day.

The Met Office is where
past tenser's went when
they were late for a date
due to inclement weather.

Without our consent we're taken from our calm world,
A slap, then a cry, and into this chaos we're hurled;
The ensuing bedlam is referred to as Life,
I wish I'd been forewarned of the misery and strife,
I'd have said "No thank you, I prefer to remain
An inconsequential atom in a calmer domain!"

Beautiful black girls
With their fuzzie hair
Arms in abundance
Rich golden words
Oh how they give
Speaking of mandkind
Let me dance with you
Our knees pat and beat
Fingers tough together
Then the music speaks.

We know so we go and
we do what we knew
and we, as in you and me
go on.
but we're all
just plodding before nodding
off.