Donal Mahoney

Dropped By A Peacock - Poem by Donal Mahoney

I can no more justify these poems
than can the pyromaniac
his conflagrations. We both
stand back, the pyromaniac
in his alley, I on my hill,
each of us loving
the leap of our flames.
His are gazelles but mine
are just feathers
dropped by a peacock.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 4, 2012

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