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Smooth Skin
Smooth Skin
Off Old Cork road, as you turn into Midleton, rest
stacks of life-saving re-treads. They wait, un-like us
who have ‘Buckley’s Chance’ of reliving their youth.
The largest lay prepared, size neatly stacked,
image-ready, resigned, proudly age un-marked
claiming their fair share of the dumping ground.
Smaller circles know their corporate place, are th...
Saturday 16th March 2019 1:34 am
Strangers Leave Scars
We were strangers by the pool
there was summer on your skin
I lay low, opened my whole body
in the hope that you would find me
Then taking it the distance
from the shore raised to the sky
there were many sailors scheming
on the bending of your knee
There’s a bridge in your dreams
as it recedes behind a fog
you wonder what it means...
Even naked your body was a silk gown
as you sc...
Saturday 12th January 2019 2:41 pm
Skin
Our skins are different colors
But we all bleed the color red
Be compassionate
Wednesday 22nd August 2018 4:49 pm
Skin
My skin is red and burning
Like there a monster in me
Crawling underneath the surface
Nervous, batten, beaten
Madness is all I got left
This monster has taken the best of me
A monster behind these eyes
A monster that feeds off my lies
A monster that laughs every time I break
It's a war zone inside my head
Can't stop what I'm feeling
So many voices in...
Tuesday 27th June 2017 2:20 am
Little Wing / Epidermis
Little Wing 1968
by Jimi Hendrix
Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.
When I'm sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
It's alright she says it's alright
Take anything you want from me,
...Tuesday 1st October 2013 5:59 pm
Chip & Dips & Cool, Cool Wine
Chips and Dips and Cool, Cool Wine
Luscious lips
Curvy hips
Cool white wine
Chips and dips divine
A dribble here to lick away
A splash of dip has gone astray
Soft playing music may make you swoon
Gently lolling back in this vibrant room
A sash you pull to ease the waist
Pull me close so I can lick and taste
A subtle mix of fresh bathed skin
Traces of the wine that slipped within
Folds...
Sunday 26th July 2009 9:18 pm
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