My Poetry Poetry Opus Dei by Ciaran Burke The days of the coat hangerand the shameful trip abroadsecret children hidden awaylaundries awash with Magdalene shame.Have respect for the old clergy because they are not all so badstrategic bishop making moveswelcome the new parish peadophile.Vatican sequestering carnal sinsas cardinals of privilege denyvictims lost on path to justiceinquiry of redacted nameless blame.Media highlights and public outrageno papal apology just brokered dealgovernment pays the guilt moneyand continues doing the Opus Dei.Ciaran Burke
Bridge Never Crossed Standing above the flow That washes through history fields once filled with blood of victory still haunt the present Old routes meander […]
Last Bus Through the sleeping suburbs reflections of the drunk couples of impassioned cocktails mixing alcohol and lust stirring with tongues entwined shaken by […]
Acclimatised To Silence Crying, my first sounds,and I cried for two years more.I cried for hunger, I cried of anger,I cried for love, I cried […] Share this:TweetShare on TumblrPocketTelegramLike this:Like Loading...
Ash to Ash I am wilderness in the comfort of suburban denial my solitary struggle to grow outside the comfort fence wind carried seed given […]
