a poem by Ciaran Burke – Page 4 – Ciaran Burke

Pink Dress

The pretty pink dress coveted by admiring eyes discarded and stained never to be adorned again Attraction without […]

The breeze rustles with freshness green on the limbs of old wood causing turbulence in my ears constant […]

Dressed in synthetic looking like leather feeling like plastic fake living style elevate with labels define by branding […]

Luminance of hope in late night, sore eyes bright delusion awaiting command, silent emitter glowing white dark characters, […]

Sitting in the plain upholstered seat watching as the digits change one by one the numbers increase my […]

Darkness in shades of cloudy grey smothering the blue of the morning coldness shakes confetti-ed flowers tumbling as […]

Stories told in pictures legacies left in stone history created in carving the masons craft endures Neck reclining […]

Glowing like an ember awaiting air to re-ignite to awake the world flickering with golden hope burning the […]

Counting the change hoping to make sense the clatter of copper as coin hits coin a constant metallic […]

Island of truth, its presence a rebellion of gentle nature a solitary survival bound by iron in a […]

In the night of the the glow of illumination from above your intricacies painted by shadow on textured […]

The transaction completed my payment was approved I returned my debit card to custom slot in wallet torn […]

Monument of steel construction conductor of current alternating power along the slack dark lines strung out from the […]

I walked along a grey surfacefollowing in the footsteps of many who had gone before their souls bound […]

She is a river, calm and clearthe origin from far awaymoving to the destinationunknown on this shoreI want […]

You just had to have methere was no saying noI satisfied your cravingand then you let me goDisposable […]

The empty path leads on a cold walkthrough the still green winter grassto a solitary seated soul alonethe […]

Waves, from the horizon they comeinfused with deaths of sunsetsthe births of days, carrying the beginningsof our being […]

Unable to change the rhythmmy song remains the samea melody of seductionI leave a trail of destructionnot visible […]

I look at the pattern, mirror imagemoist tissue paper unfoldednothing new to reportclear with a little greenSuffering for […]