Francie Lynch


Francie Lynch Poems

1121. How I Measure Time 4/22/2015
1122. Teaching Lesson 7/30/2015
1123. Elegy For Dead Poets 9/26/2015
1124. Lucifer Wept 3/10/2016
1125. The Lads Are Streaming Porn 1/18/2015
1126. The Flight Ahead Of Me 4/1/2015
1127. My Poem Is My True Selfie 6/10/2014
1128. Not All Fathers Are Dads 6/2/2016
1129. Chaos 1/11/2015
1130. Were There Five? 1/31/2014
1131. Mary Jane Died Last Night 5/20/2015
1132. A Child Is Born 12/18/2015

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A Child Is Born

I don't know destitute.
I could use the bathrooms
In McDonalds,
If I eat there.
I'm no refugee.
Neither are you.
We have computers, not canvas.
I warmed up the coffee today
And the dishwasher needs to go through
For the third time this week.
Homeless: We have them.
Poor: We'll always have them.
Hungry: Look to the soup kitchens.
Sick: The gurneys are lined in the halls.
Death: It's all around, and increasing.
And still, in that tent or Uber taxi
A child is born to change all this.

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I Was Just A Witness

A light cracked the door,
And then we hear:
'All rise.'
I witnessed Justice
Behind the glass, in a box:
He scratched and stretched
Skin over his eyes and brows and stubbled face,
Needing a fix for his appearance.
Something was unbalanced

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