In Some Divide

In Some Divide

In some divide

the answer lies.

Between the laws

of time and place.

A captive form,

a chord refined.

The very heart

and soul of it.

The fragments blind.

A catalyst to act

of word or deed.

That single thought

could rescue all.

The prize.

That truth untangled

in its web of noise.

Would fuse the

moments touched

and tame the night.

In some divide.

Photograph: The River Boyne at

Bective Co. Meath

January 2007.

The Fall

The Fall

Perhaps some

Alchemist

could weave

this spell.

The meaning

of it all.

That measure

of the Earth

would tell.

What law of

harmony

was lost

when Eden

fell.

Photograph: Rainbow

over the New Campus

Maynooth University.

January 2007.

Engagements

Engagements

Exchanging

Endearments

The promising all

When rules of engagement

A mercenary call

To arms made in whispers

Where secrets begin

When living itself

Is a tribute in sin

An offering made

To an angel that falls

A cross over zero

To nothing at all.

Photograph: A view from

The Hill Of Tara.

Looking West.

The Best Of Times

The Best Of Times

The clink of glass
Cigarette smoke
Someone laughed
Straws of reason
drifting past.
The seconds
stretching out
their arms
to grab you by
the sleeve.
Stolen glances
whisper leave.
These shadows of
convenience, weave
the same mistakes.
Embrace.
Cartwheels tumble
through the
Marketplace.

Photograph: Cloisters at
Bective Abbey
Co. Meath. 2007