Poetry Dark Room by Ciaran Burke Dark Room by Ciaran Burke The dark room, light fledwhen I clicked the switch,unheard noises fill the space,creak of wood, gurgles in pipes.Waiting.. Lying... breathing...I start to fall, the slow drift.Click!The light inside that wont turn off.Flip to the back, open lidsdarkness fadesnoises they whisper,thoughts start to shout.Plans for tomorrow, fears from the past,what if ? I should have, I wish...The ticking of the travel clock,from Castlebar, a decade back.A.A. Power the teasing rhythm.You. Will. Not. Sleep.You. Will. Not. Sleep.- Ciaran Burke Share this:TweetShare on TumblrPocketTelegramLike this:Like Loading...
Their Fate In My Shopping Basket I crumpled the bottle and squashed the boxinto a bin marked green to travel far awayI bought organic with the extra packagingweighing […] Share this:TweetShare on TumblrPocketTelegram
Neighbourhood Watch The weakening light of the daysetting in the lengthening season casting skinny shadows of a nakedtree over the pale green moss natures revenge taking […] Share this:TweetShare on TumblrPocketTelegram
Species She is mixed race, I was toldand I looked at her photo in wonderher beautiful complexionsoft features framing a hypnotic smileBut her […]
Retail Therapy On High From the high point of observationbranded coffee cup on plastic traymy reflection haunting me in thewindow of the concession chainPink neon of […] Share this:TweetShare on TumblrPocketTelegramLike this:Like Loading...
