Sean Godley

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

Death Is Blind - Poem by Sean Godley

with a smile and wide eyes while
he eyed the dying beech and
breaking bark he best beheld
some small stain behind
beneath the billboard scab
sap leaked and dried
as blood burned from his eyes
boiling peppered

blind he shrieked and cried
his red tears of witness
stained his soul
and mauled his mind
he cried
he cried
his red tears of witness
stained his soul
and mauled his mind
and moled into his sockets blind

as the bark sipped back its sap
red rotting remains
were reclaimed by soil and roots
and the beech grew strong
buds blooming blind


Comments about Death Is Blind by Sean Godley

  • Daubmir Nadir (5/22/2006 9:30:00 AM)


    a strong vision -
    do you find empathies with Seamus Heaney...?
    I felt this poem much.
    Merci de ta image!
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 4, 2006



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