Eoghan Finn Poems

More than young woman
Now, liberal and cunning
Now, blessed and becoming
How you're welcoming
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She knows her own
To trim, to clip.
Most perfect form
From root to tip.
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I chose my discourse
The one with volume
After volume. I leak
My words from the tip,
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God bless my little heart
And all it might
Learn, learn again and
Relearn in spite
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With respect to the banal
Or matters less trivial.
The time spent wishing
Sat under a tree-
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Waking from a dopey sleep
Hoping any thoughts I keep
Today are not another's wishes
I pray be unfulfilled-
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My only want in all that's holy;
To be crowned.
'As much he frowned- he smiled,
Though he fled and grew wild.'
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I am of the Darkest matter,
Marvelous in my Insignificance
Like the Great captain of a Ghost ship
Steering towards Indifference.
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Every second
I’ve tried for peace.
But long may it remain
Above and out
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