sore after being sore

moon the camera
we have been hiking for hours and need the rest – require distraction

there is too much noise here
instead of the quiet city- you toss a pulp pin up pose in full tantrum

continue with your pants- we will camp here for the night
and you can shower and shave in the stream
cursing madness at me

your sweet abilities will need more than the fire
and i have cooked us some grub
do not ask what it is – instead

simply say thank you

there you go again
mooning the camera
rolling over – backside to the fire
the blanket not quite covering your anger

do not worry my dear
i will stay on this side of the camp tonight
-orange flames and snapping dead cedar
the ground will be covered in snow by morning

and you will still be sore….


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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