John F. McCullagh Poems

At the Empire's fringe
A woman and man
Traveled by night
over oceans of sand.
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My gleaming white constellation class Starship
(My dirty white Chrysler K car)
was out on patrol near the neutral zone
(I was driving back home from the bar)
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Al margen del Imperio
Una mujer y un hombre
Recorrido por la noche
sobre los océanos de arena.
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When Dorothy trod the paths of Oz
Her companions were deficient:
One lacked Courage,
One lacked brains,
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The learned Dons of Oxford
Have invented and refined
An efficacious compound;
Love Potion number nine.
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Short is our tenure
on this beautiful Earth.
As brief as the grass
In winter's cold breath.
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That night was cold,
The wind was biting.
All over Ireland
the snow was falling
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Pressure intense
around my head
and shoulders.
I am pushed
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I love the Macadamia nut
dipped in dark chocolate for me.
I enjoy a good cup of Kona
from those islands across the sea.
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I walked this campus in my youth,
forty years ago today.
The air is sweet from recent rain
here on the quad lawn where we played.
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