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Sean Godley

Rookie (17/11/1981 / Cavan, Republic of Ireland)

sixty summers


when pollen perfumes with the wind
the rooms and chests of fleeting loom
may meet it sweetly frowning twinned
of weeks unstirred to tap the push
of putrid petals made to shush
the crying child inside the womb
and darker yet some sixty summers gone
it made the youngsters shrill with fun
a will rekindling back my whiles
to younger years and frowning won
unto the guiltless child who will
before it looks to night have smiles
that shy away from meeting nil
and darker yet some sixty summers gone
possessed of cold and laying stark
till every laugh will end unmade
by smiling time so cherish cost
the paintings of the past will fade
the flame between the fires lost
a blur that dyed into a dark
and darker yet some sixty summers gone
unable to imagine not
thus the reek within the wind
to the growth of gentle forms
their troubles laughter lanced and glance
the dear that wait them here but when
the young girls will be still yet not
per petals sickly death
and scraping of the breast
toward their woes and days
the stare within the teeth
and darker yet some sixty summers gone

Submitted: Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Edited: Tuesday, April 18, 2006

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