' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' I Thought I Was Someone Else... Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Church bells
rearrange the silence

scattering birds & sunshine
disturbing the distance.

A perfect day
in 1614.

Now today
in this

our here
& now

the bells ring out
(as they did then)

bicycles
& birds

all set in motion

as if synchronized
by their appeals

making me smile
as they chime

for my delectation
& delight

Lou Reed's
PERFECT DAY.

Cool...a hip Dutch church
joining in with the clang clang of the trams.

Time now
meaning nothing

&
everything.

I raise my glass
and toast the peals

the time
to be

I only
knowing that

I want to spend it
...with you.