the door(s) have closed the window(s) have opened…..but enough to let in oxygen is not enough to make a life with

i need bread
i need bread

bread for work-week sandwich meat
bread for sunday night bruschetta
bread for which to buy it all with

i have been today to
received the bread of life
and i’m writing
some poetry today
hoping it will earn me some
bread in the

i need bread that won’t go stale
all of it consumption based
all of it
substance based


can Not survive on water alone.


About Crazy Irishman

Touted as a working man's poet, Martin Durkin has been writing professionally for the last 12 years. He has appeared in over twenty anthologies across North America, including, "And left a place to stand on", a collection of poems and essays about the late great Al Purdy. Durkin has also published two collections of poetry, "Hypnotic Childhood", and "The Sound of Quish". Over the past 4 years, Durkin has been on hiatus for the most part but has recently come back to the poetry scene creating a poetry site called, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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