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Poem 53

Posted on November 29, 2013 by Michael

There’s a moment in my day When thinking of you Takes my mind To places I know you go. Seeking me I come to you It’s all that matters.   Within me You move lithely across the room, A skill … Continue reading →

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Poem 52

Posted on November 29, 2013 by Michael

Platanus I look out the window at the yard Which lounges under the shade of giant plane trees Their summer foliage Spreads languidly across the vast expanse of concrete Providing cover for countless hours during the hot summer. It is … Continue reading →

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Story 1 – Tackas – Part 7

Posted on November 27, 2013 by Michael

The catch up on the story here are the links to the earlier parts 1               https://summerstommy.com/2013/11/12/story-1-tackas/ 2               https://summerstommy.com/2013/11/13/story-1-tackas-part-2/ 3               https://summerstommy.com/2013/11/15/story-1-tackas-part-3/ 4               https://summerstommy.com/2013/11/20/story-1-tackas-part-4/ 5               https://summerstommy.com/2013/11/22/story-1-tackas-part-5-2/ 6               https://summerstommy.com/2013/11/23/story-1-tackas-part-6/ The Wake In the time after the funeral, after the people who had attended … Continue reading →

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Prompt 31 “Take me Back”

Posted on November 24, 2013 by Michael

Before us stood, Oscar Davison, the weediest man, I have ever seen. He had come before the Town council to explain his actions in what we believed was his selling us out to unscrupulous developers who ripped the savings from … Continue reading →

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Story 1 – Tackas – Part 6

Posted on November 23, 2013 by Michael

Mary Elizabeth Tackan My mother Mary was born in 1925 in the town of Loughrea in country Galway. She grew up with an older brother Bill, who is sadly passed now. My mam lived in what in those years would … Continue reading →

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Story 1 – Tackas – Part 4

Posted on November 20, 2013 by Michael

Tackas would be the first person to tell you he didn’t like flying. But I managed to get him organised and to the airport. In the days before we left I had never seen him so tense. ‘Clancy do you … Continue reading →

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Prompt 30: Colour

Posted on November 17, 2013 by Michael

I remember looking into the void that was my life and asking myself, is that all there is? We had reached a crisis point in our lives together. She wanted to move on, to greener pastures she said. That I … Continue reading →

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Story 1 – Tackas – Part 2

Posted on November 13, 2013 by Michael

Tackas stood out front The congregation watching Expectant. He shuffled his papers Nerves on show Opened his mouth In his most beautiful lilting Irish voice be began. We listened enthralled by Tackas’ story. Rory his mate lay before us His … Continue reading →

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Story 1 – Tackas

Posted on November 12, 2013 by Michael

I was leaning on the bar when Tackas walked in. Tackas is the sort of person you’d best describe as forlorn. ‘How’s it was hanging?’ ‘Down.’ Tackas is a man of few words until he has lubricated his vocal chords … Continue reading →

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Poem 43

Posted on November 7, 2013 by Michael

I sit at the window Watching the street You’ll be here Any minute now. My heart rate builds My smile broadens The buses on time. Thank goodness. I see you In your grey suit A little dishevelled now Striding purposefully … Continue reading →

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