Sean Joyce Poems

Trust me
I am here.
For you
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In a dream I walk in the times gone by
On the western edge of a heartbreak shore
When sleep’s dark fears are howling ‘round
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
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The seagulls screamed in the sky above
seagulls screamed in the sky above The
screamed in the sky above The seagulls
in the sky above The seagulls screamed
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They are gone forever
those days that seemed to go on forever.
And as I lie awake
in the twilight of the morning
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My mother phoned today.
Strange but nice since she is dead.
I didn't answer but still felt
It was sweet of her to call.
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How fast do you dig
when the sweet fat moon is climbing high
and the air is whispers in the trees
How fast do you dig
when you dig your own grave
how fast
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I so, oh so, softly loved her
we so, oh so harmonized
in the hollow of the morning
we in concert all combined
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Voices calling in the early morning
so we jump up and getting dressed
rush to tall wide windows
that overlook the bay
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Sometimes I think my mind
is a bit like a builder's yard.
With portions of poems
phrases and words
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My grandmother kept hens.
And her hens loved her.
They followed
wherever she went
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