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There you are and he milling the spuds and no bother on him while the blood floated in the air and the roars evolved to screams and the light fading to dark.

The beef didn’t meet the appearance of steak and toughness would be the word best used for a texture hidden by an over zealous salt shaker

And he told them to stop the swinging

Why they asked sure isn’t the damage done

Because the juice from the cow is all I have an inclination to enjoy

Sure we’ll be finished soon

So will I so just hold on until I put the fork down on the plate beside the knife in a patrolled fashion or perhaps with the top slightly touching

And the sound from the radio is a song from a time when he was young and bolde and seeking truth and he will be humming it for the day

There was no need for what they had done but he couldn’t be telling them when he was the one who bred them into the ways of his heart

Her smile drifts from the shadows. Laughing at the strange ways of him knowing she wouldn’t be having it any other way apart from the unusual touch of his mind upon the world

The cat on the wall beside the bush where the sycamore watched the blackberries erupt in autumn yawned with the mundanity of the scene

The napkin slipped to lie on the once proud floor

I’ll be heading then he replied

Give ma a hug for us

Right then

The wind smelled of a factory in need of closing as he stepped outside and wondered where the madness ended and the sanity began

Frankie loving the words spilling from his mind

Forever

They drip to languish

Beneath the collar

The tears of realisation

Her smell was in your

Dreams but her hand

Is somewhere else

–

The smile languishes

Beneath the thoughts

The realisation her

Heart and yours

Will never drift apart

–

There is no Mountain Dew

No sunrise and falling moon

No painted smile

No flower in bloom

Can compare with her smile

The beauty spot on her cheek

The tiny imperfection

Of her perfect eyes

The colour of her skin

Her strength of her chin

The perfect curve of her nose

The shape her lips create

To form a aphrodisiac smile

–

Her scream upon your skin

Caresses the warmth within

The place deep inside your

Mind where your hearts

Beat is owned by her touch

Alone where the growl

Of your love making

Climaxes with eyes

Locked deep to see

The love you share

In mind and body

In flesh and words

In her in you

In us

(Frankie love her forever mcgivney

You forgot the end again

You forget where it began

Drifting from your eyes

Your fearful grip

On strands of words

You write each time

Her name her hair

Her smell her eyes

Lost to be refound

Through blurred notes

On unworthy slips

Of yellow and green

You make her laugh

You make her smile

You use your smarts

You use your words

To hide the fear

The darkness wins

Once more

The emotions remain

But her name

Even her name

Flounders on your lips

You forget when it began

But the agony of the end

Tightens it’s grip

repeats

To fade into a memory

Forever lost once more

You loved her once

You love her still

You will love her once again

(C)frankie Mcgivney

Where do you go to

When you’re lying alone

In a double bed

Far from the middle

Close to the edge

And all that you dreamed

Has fizzled and gone

But the lights still a burning

And the hearts still alive

Where do you go to

You turn to her eyes

And sink to your knees

And pray to the sun

Or.the moon or whatever

You call a god or a demon

When you ain’t never

Going to be the big time winner

And wouldn’t want to be

But hope you don’t see the

Jack ass losers spot up close

And you dreaming of a day

And writing of a midnight

And the moon ain’t whinging

And the children deep sleeping

And your lusts all a.pounding

And you ain’t got no relief

And the whiskey ain’t expensive

But it cuts your throat and

Lines it flow with your soul

You look but can’t see

Her shadow in the light

You wake up to think

Her absence to be

The same as putting your lips

To the rim of an empty champagne

Glass broken not stirred

With the love of her touch

And you ain’t sure where

Your going and no.matter

How much you try you can’t

Recall where you been

You can’t see the answer

In the road of their song

Hollow and abandoned

The sound effects

Are brutal

The smoke ain’t green

And she smiles

And it’s all gone

To her and you

Frankie mcgivney

Writing and contemplating

The ray

A peak cap and a guitar and his words. Oh my those words. Ray la montangne in ireland after 8 years. Finally got to hear his tunes from the stage. Sitting listening and the feeling overwhelming me to go home and write something beautiful. Haunting and mellow ,violent and serene all emotions are touched by his voice and guitar

I forget to remember

I beg them to stay

To lay beside my bed

They were my friends

But off they stray

Away from where

I lost my way.

My words

They’ve gone

So far

From my pen

I feel the trickle

Of my dreams

Trail further

From my mind

I forget sometimes

To remember

But worse

I remember

All the things

I can’t ‘recall

My new pal

dementia

It’s calling echoes

In the valley

I hear it’s bell

I fear the hell

It promises

To reveal

When I stand

Lost in my land

The place I’ve know

As home

(C) Frank mcgivney

The twilight Cafe

A video of me reading a poem I am still working on. Its all just for fun

The Growl

The Growl.

Embers redden where a soul lies

Surrounded by darkness blocking

The haunting whispers of words.

The growl hides in the shadow

Of laughter drowning in fear.

Exploring caverns of rainbow walls.

Its footfalls silent in the grey of

A mirror reflecting a lonely crowd.

The passing of a kindred spirit

Touches the voice, silencing the

Song to the low vibration of the

Melodic roar of the beast’s growl.

(c)  Frank McGivney aug 14