Matt Mooney

Freshman - 817 Points (1943 / South Galway, Ireland.)

Matt Mooney Poems

161. Wild Strawberries 8/7/2009
162. The Signalman 8/12/2009
163. Face To Face 8/27/2011
164. Earth To Earth 6/25/2014
165. Summer Swallow 9/15/2011
166. Exit 9 11/11/2009
167. Bono And Bob 8/7/2009
168. Falling Apples 7/20/2009
169. Oasis 7/19/2009
170. Ceist Agam Orm. 9/29/2009
171. The Old Accordion. 10/5/2011
172. Agony Aunt 12/18/2012
173. Across The Irish Sea 8/31/2011
174. Anticipation 7/11/2010
175. Head Of The Clan 8/28/2009
176. Badgers In The Wood 7/24/2009
177. Like An Alien 10/10/2009
178. A Greater God. 11/30/2010
179. Carpenter's Son 8/14/2009
180. An Eye On London 8/14/2009
181. Cat On The Street 7/4/2009
182. Bleeding 8/6/2009
183. Alluring 8/14/2009
184. I Ask Myself 9/7/2009
185. Barefoot 7/3/2009
186. Alive By The Lee 7/17/2009
187. Alone 9/8/2009
188. Always Eighteen 7/23/2009

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Always Eighteen

The clearness of a dream
I had in bed last night
Has dimmed at dawn-
I'm awake and looking west,
Its dialogue in a deep sleep
Now almost vanished
In the wash of awakening.

In the dream, so real I swear,
She appeared:
Into my head as I slept she crept:
Always eighteen.
As lovely as I left her
At her father's hearth
And said our last goodbyes
To all the years of my unspoken love.
Love's Labour- I began to say,
(Speaking of the title of a play)
But there she stopped me
In my mid line
To finish it herself this time:
'Love's ...

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Where Hemispheres Meet.

Self-contained in selfdrive cars:
Families, my daughter's and my own
In a blue Focus and a light blue Fiesta,
Driving always in formation-
Our sights were set on Milford Sound.

We stopped at times by chasms.
Stunned by haloed mountain peaks;
Boundless acres of countless sheep.

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