groundhog (Remove filter)
the small american mammal lied
the coldest nights are the quietest
though the litter chatters around my feet
like the arctic teeth of an almost corpse
and the gas settles close to home
glassy in it’s welcome
the trees, taut, still brittle of bone,
clench every desperate sinew
as fleshless fingers on a wintered birch
gnarl a carpal tunnel to the council’s moon
Saturday 30th March 2013 4:31 pm
Groundhog
A groundhog walked into a bar and said...
A groundhog walked into a bar and said...
A groundhog walked into a bar and said...
A groundhog walked into a bar and said...
Tuesday 16th November 2010 10:25 pm
Recent Comments
Nigel Astell on Facing The Not Knowing
4 hours ago
Uilleam Ă“ Ceallaigh on All Change
6 hours ago
Uilleam Ă“ Ceallaigh on Bunker Bum [with apologies to Oscar Wilde]
7 hours ago
Uilleam Ă“ Ceallaigh on Believe
7 hours ago
Uilleam Ă“ Ceallaigh on ALTERNATIVE GREETINGS CARDS
7 hours ago
Uilleam Ă“ Ceallaigh on The Rain
7 hours ago
Uilleam Ă“ Ceallaigh on Facing The Not Knowing
7 hours ago
David R Mellor on There There,
11 hours ago
Tom Doolan on Israel - Shame On You
14 hours ago
Hélène on Daughter
14 hours ago