the band stand

don’t you want to
play music where the trees are oak’d leaves
standing straight on the limb
with strummer with a drummer
straw hat – flipped down ice cream cone

don’t you want to?

don’t you want to
wear a button coat – blue
look like a farmer who may once have been a hippie
a farmer who once lived in New York or even Calgary

don’t you want to?

don’t you want to
stay up all night with me
explore the forest floor and ask about Ontario
how far does it stretch if you went cycling for a day or two

don’t you want to?

don’t you want to
listen to the rain outside
count every drop – let the beats hit the snare
and when the song is done won’t you want to sit under the tree
and count her oak’d leaves

don’t you want to?


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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