Michael Micmac Mccrory Poems

“DAFT OLD BILL”

I look up at the sky and think
What is it that poets see in you?
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‘Love-Hate Snow 1'

The ice hot sun beating down
On the frozen ground
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‘Three dogs out for the day’

His old heart is past it’s prime
Gentle exercise the doctor suggests
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‘In the name of Art’

Her legs are close together
Only two feet apart
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‘In Rehearsal'

Don't disturb me now
I'm in rehearsal
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‘Hunger’

I am hungry
You make me hungry
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THE EMPTY CANVAS

The empty canvas
Here I stand
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‘SOMEONE OLD-SOMETHING NEW’

I sat in the cool night air on my balcony
When the sound of voices came a fluttering up to me
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‘REINCARNATION’

A twinkle in his eyes
Catches her eyes
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‘Practise makes perfect'

That sweet young couple down the lane
Who found making love such a pain
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