Two Echoes of Birr

In a library loft listening

as children’s chirrups 

rise noisily from below

Suddenly no sound

Am I struck deaf ?

No just power of “Shush!”

Sitting sipping coffee

on yellow chair by table

and eating cake.

I see her black bag with decal

of shining silver leaves

with bright picked pearls

Shining brightly.

© MRL Sept 26 2015

September

September has warm winds

scintillating sensuously stirring

Floats breeze over trees

as a murmured prayer

The poet is enamoured enraptured, 

awash with tumbled phrases.

Drunkenly adrift, absorbed

by a gently given gift.

© MRL 9/10/2015

Bloggers Be Aware

Beware of mia more

Beware of a sickly slag

Slithering silently

Through dark air

With malicious fangs

Suffering of poison

self administered

Shares her pain

With vacuous vehement

Beware of misanthropy

swimming from the depths

of depravity

Intent on causing trouble

O bloggers beware

and never share.

Do not engage

Delete at source.

An ode to a Blogger

I’ve been waiting for this final of Romania.

Patiently you know twiddling my fingers,

then anxiously chewing my nails.

Even spent time cutting the grass.

Finally I went on a fast, gave up biscuits,

chocolate too, time went by the poor

reader became thinner and now my

sufferings are over you’ve posted at last!

©MRL Sept 1st 2015
Refers to http://vallypee.blogspot.ie