Frances Macaulay Forde Poems

Valentine's Day.You
pierced me with the past.
Forced me to recall
feelings suppressed...
...

You glow
with love for me.
Accepting all I give,
never questioning if I love.
...

1.
cars storm-trooper lined
ants determined migration
towards work or play
...

We carefully stepped through the seated crowd,
she smiled in surprised delight
and pulled you down
to whisper invitingly.
...

Heat melts the shy face
deep inside the soul.
Gentle wind blowing.
Tinder touch of gentle hand
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Where it is said 'Our Lady appeared ' to Knock faithful,
enterprising vendors parade their wares on sidewalks.
You'll find a large range of rosary beads
hanging in silent prayer - necklaces of every hue
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Isradella waits
for ghosts of lovers past
to homogenize
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completely round and fruit-laden
one side decorated
myriad colors
swirling
...

Not all bamboo are runners,
some quite happily remain
exactly where you put them.
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- 11.11am- 7th March 2003

amongst the threats
(no regrets)
...