A small collection of poems, with original artwork, is now available to buy here:
https://wordsforghosts.com/book/
All money raised will be donated to Spirit of the Rainbow Heron.
What Is to be done
now that we have encountered the Enemy
is for us to scream “Tiocfaidh ár lá!”. After
our comrades, strangers & fellow humans are
being butchered, it is our obligation;
it is better,
to rise against,
again
& forever,
to resist the crimes that exist
in such a world like this.
From the river to the sea
We will never cease the struggle to be free
Sorry
“When you know my name / and all of my hideous mistakes.” *
Some apologies have an elegance.
This is not one of them.
There is no begging for forgiveness ,
Only that you – as witness to my prayers of apology- can somehow forgive me.
Again.
*Julien Baker – Rejoice
…
good night my friend, my dears, my comrades : another day becomes tomorrow & we will greet it with rejoicing & complaints
bonne nuit mon ami, mes chéris, mes camarades : un autre jour devient demain et le allons-nous nous saluer avec joie et plaintes
Nothing
Summer:
a late evening sky as you wait
for something, for nothing;
you understand what that
“certain slant of sunlight” truely is &
know you won’t ever need to explain why
all art is a beautful lie
containing multitudes of meaning…yet
even as the years grow unheeded
still you can’t decide between believing
“Une vie pourrie vaut mieux qu’une putain d’illusion”
or if beatiful lies are sometimes truths
in disguise…
but for now there is only the fading
colours of the sun &
in this moment, that is enough.
Words for Ghosts 