Monday, April 20, 2015

Border Talk

Border Talk

Present company excepted
Cavan/Leitrim
From Google Images
It was infants out
Patchy rain
Drizzle...

Plough lands
Measured out
To rood or perch.
The swig on a porter bottle,
Higglers,
Enquiring of the road,
Or timber down
Pups for sale!

A man was never poor
If he had a pig
A sow,
Or the pincer
Grip!

Throw your eye over
The optics,
The trig points,
The Gunter's chain,
A brolly was your
Only man.

The blur
Of declarations
"Who'd be asking?"

Clock watching
The shadows
Creeping over the floor
The aspidistra
Was leaning towards
The sun.

Frank Murphy.


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