Monthly Archives: December 2014

LATEST EXCERPT FROM RETURN OF A DICK…not comic – graphic

i’m standing around
in the middle of another crime scene.
people doing their job
camera’s flashing
the van waiting outside to confirm
certain things…..

i wish there was a different way to look at things

i may use my little black book to take
down my observations

but

i wish there was still another way…

maybe
bring in David Collier
let him
stand in the middle of the living room
(oxymoron….living/room)
let
him stand beside me
and just let
him do his thing
sketch away the small things he
might see
in a different way.

maybe then i could look away

maybe then…

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sexy morning

it’s a sexy morning

s
e
x
e
e

exotic fruits and coffee

p
r
i
c
k
ly

pears and

persimmons
e
r
s
i
m
m
o
n
s

imported apples with creme

pink on the

l
i
p
s

seeds tossed over shoulder for luck

you
o
u

New Year’s Eve morning
and
good

M
o
r
n
i
ng


Hubble

60 million light years from a new galaxy
i pass the Hubble cemetery along Campbellford Rd
lean into the next turn and drop down to
60km before Stirling.

the News speaks of discovery by distant namesake telescope
and i smile thinking of family connection
of grade school science class
and proving to everyone the relation
with blue prints kept safe in
kitchen drawer.

60 million light years from Earth
family namesake stares into great beyond
teletypes or morse codes or hotmails
or
simply stays quiet and stares…

small town Earth
rotates into 2015
and all these numbers of distance
and mileage swirl inside the mind
around the drivers wheel –

time line and family line
the great beyond of space
and heaven
as Hubble bones sleep soundly under
the family frost
keeping one binocular open
towards the stars and
forever.


An Audience of 3000 in 2014 for Crazy Irishman Poetry

Since its creation in 2011 Crazy Irishman has posted just over 1200 poems – The bulk of the work beginning in 2013.

In 2014 3000 people came and read.

Thank you to all who have found their way to the site!

Happy New Year 🙂

More to Come in 2015……..


red

eat
your own flowers
words
melancholy
.
swim
under the snowless ground
concrete pool
indoor garden
.
take
your beauty
and crouch by the vase
wrap your legs around the glass
pull the petals
.
swim
fin
din


in a bar – under the covers – behind closed curtains – avoiding crowds – wearing a fake smile

i
am not a violent
person

only

prone to violent
outbursts

i am not
a
lazy person

only prone

to
years of unemployment

i am not

a constant drinker
or
smoker

only….

you get the drift

.

the years keep moving forward
with
no concern for childhood
or redemption
in
adult life

there is no such thing
as
picture perfect

simply the

battle forward

and appreciation
of….

.

i am not a sore loser

only

.
.
.

.
.
.

.
.
.


arms forward

only diving in water
gliding feet above the bottom
slowly rising to top
with red cape tied around shoulders
are we truly flying.
only dreaming
jumping from trampoline into clouds
using hands as sky rudders
closing eyes before realization
and crashing into mattress
are we above the grass line.

only with you

is it forever realistic…


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