Seán O Muiríosa
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Seán O Muiríosa Poems
Ode to Sylvia Plath
Painful star of poetry; Misery disguised, Misery unleashed; Ending in an oven.
Opening Tunnel Vision
Twinkling lanterns shone high In the Johnstown night sky
Cracks Of Night
Staring through the dark of night I can just about make out the ceiling, cracks and all. It’s a battered fading plain of white like a rolled up piece of paper Flattened back out again. It must have witnessed
The Visiting Hours
I visited your grey face today. Your not well, old friend, not well. They say it’s spreading swiftly Through your every curve and bend,
A Journey to My Roots
The old house stood as sturdy as ever even as the mangled jade ivy clung and grasped as it had for decades, but she would never be killed. It’s not in her make-up.
A Golden End
Golden waves rushed on in upon a rusty Irish sky as mother sang out across the land, fading leaves strained on branches.
The mind is the scariest thing I know. It is not like any darkness. It is a transparent, life colour Covering everything I am,
Country Essence - Haiku
Fields of green waves under The sky grey, rain on the soft Winds whisper; normality reigns.
A Coral Beach in Connemara
The two of us alone on that stony Cheathrú Rua beach On a July evening that almost seemed like my reason for being. It was our last day together and the sun was burning strong.
Among Tall Pine Trees
Out among the tall pine trees, with a view that could spill over if it wasn’t so profoundly controlled by the dark ditches,
I am an erratic. Look at my edges How they pierce the landscape Of the desert each day.
18th September 1994 It’s eleven years now Since I last saw your face.
Tonight the sky is yours. I dedicate it to you in all its awe. It’s so colourful, a promise of things to come perhaps,
I’m drowning. In a sea of wires. They are everywhere. Inescapable. Frail solitary man there in your mottled,
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Ode to Sylvia Plath
Painful star of poetry;
Ending in an oven.