Did? out of the blue,
You?
If
Beyond an abyss this
L if e we lived? (did and would)
Belong in the space between us
Adieu
Hello !
To be present
And witness (life) as it falls like the pink blossoms in June upon you
…pushes me on that extra mile
The ice floe of my heart
released
and at sea
feargie hetherington 2019
When the wind blows and the windows shake
We will be together
When the music sounds and the bear rustles in the forest undergrowth
We will be together
When a light at the end of a peninsula flickers once more before dawn
We will be together
and the eagle, in flight, slowly swoops and glides.
If I am found wandering by the twilight lamp, puddles left by yesterday’s rain,
I’ll ask for you in my silence.
And
We will
Be together.
Don’t ask for me everyday. Just every other.
For the job of living is taxing.
But you know where I am.
Be Peaceful.
We are one.
Feargie Hetherington 2014
The Roaring
Truck makes haste.
‘Will ye no’ come back again?’
Its radio sings
in
Serendipity.
Kitty Flynn’s Pub couldn’t have been rowdier if she’d
ROCKED UP AND JOINED THE FRAY HERSELF!
The fact She wasn’t around to check the grammar
didn’t stop the song pasted in ‘imitation-chalk-white’ on the ‘imitation’ blackboard read ‘Atrium’
instead of the presumed ‘Antrim’….
…After all I believe it was a song about the Four Provinces.
…and the passion was probably the most important ‘ting aanyway.
Spell-checking and other such malarkey aside, clearly Cardiff has a Irish Pub worth its salt about which I’ll tell my friends.
But,
Before you ask:
No I didn’t bother with a pint of the black stuff
That infamous stuff.
That.
Stuff.
It always gets called,
Stuff.
Well actually it has another name.
120 seconds of DARKNESS
According to my literary friend from County Clare.
Sláinte!
Feargus Hetherington - violinist/violist 