eve of the war
franny and pip sitting in a tree
kay eye ess ess eye en jee
the children are mocking two who toy with mystery
in shadow and in light
the day saphrons into darkness
the darkness into night
and the night prophecies
a thousand sunsets in the desert
my last hope
caught in the downflow
of starlight into sky
only this
frances
and philip
and their kiss
kay eye ess ess eye en jee
the children are mocking two who toy with mystery
in shadow and in light
the day saphrons into darkness
the darkness into night
and the night prophecies
a thousand sunsets in the desert
my last hope
caught in the downflow
of starlight into sky
only this
frances
and philip
and their kiss
posted by heelers | 2:35 AM
2 Comments:
And here's me thinkin that poem was only posted outside our bedroom door.
Nice choice!
Mr. Shields :) (phil.cummins@dcu.ie)
Mr Shields.
Welcome hence.
My gentle readers should know Mr Shields is appearing until the end of this week in the lead role of Shadow Of A Gunman at Kilcullen theatre.
Mr Shields himself should know I am currently writing the review of that play for the Leinster Lootheramawn.
J
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