morning doves

upon waiting for Spring
Gaw(d) damn birds
i miss you-
starting around 5
forcing windows closed

forcing A.C to start sooner.

i miss thee
thy (my)
miserable bastards

sing me a song which might fascinate enough
in learning more about you-
force binocK(s) into my hand
and travel beyond cndn(isms)
searching for rare feathers

only in weather this cold
with the early dormant night
and dry air
inside house-tomb/nature(ty)
do i
miss you.


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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