EGYPT

Shame flashes briefly 

In my brain
Flickering flame 

Pain
People, place

Memory

Hurt
Degraded
Broken

Egypt 
State of slavery
Wants to take me 

Back

But I will not go 
From here now 
To then again

I will not surrender
The promise

In which I abide
By Grace

DEPARTURE

I did not want  
To have the last 

Word

Fall flat
In an unknowing

Silence

A response
Would have been
Welcome

Years of labour
Shared
Sweated stress

Nothing remained
But departure

Dust shaken 
From feet

Facing freedom
On my own

To Stand Alone Again

I kneel at her feet

In Persona Christi

Bathing them in prayer

That she might stand

Again just once

And learn to walk

All over

Two of us propping

Her up until she

Is able to stand alone

She might even look

Forward to a slim hope

We could go to Wexford

And stay a night

In a place looking over

The harbour

And set our dreams abroad

On the parting ships of dawn

Daydreaming every possibility

The light of it shining

In her ancient eyes

And smiling

Loveless Is The Bed

Change the sea 
From blue to brown

Paint the moon
Blood red

Blackened
Is the bridal gown

Loveless
Is the bed

Where she lays
Dead