Donal Mahoney Poems

In a very crowded bar
Fred decides he must
tell this fellow
something important
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In England they call it
moving house
packing everything
going someplace else
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Punxsutawney Phil
sees his shadow in February
and says six more weeks of winter.
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It's time to stop
the killing by order
of the courts.
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Memories never go away.
They're visitors from yesterday
arriving unannounced
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We have something in common, a fellow I talk to now and then. We're about the same age and perhaps the only ones in the diner who think our past lives are interesting. So when the two of us shoot the bunk over coffee, it's amazing that two men who sometimes can't remember much about yesterday remember a lot about the past. But the past sometimes shines a light on the present and the lives we lead today.

It's no secret there's a movement on by some to make America "great' again. My friend said when he was young, America, despite its problems, was not so bad. And despite its problems today, it's still not so bad. Witness all the people who want to come here, he said. Who can blame them?
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This morning Len sections his breakfast orange
with the knife he bought in Paris 40 years ago
on his honeymoon. He bought it from a vendor
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Sending out an address change
to a friend I haven't seen
in 50 years, I say
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Otis was once a monk
who took no vows, was
free to leave the abbey
and eventually he did.
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He's a citizen who has
a problem with people

walking toward him
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