Abba Waits

Abba waits. While I wandered, Wandered far, Abba waits. Winding roads and forests, Miles and mountains, Abba waits. Husks and devolution, Drunken prostitution, All the while, Abba waits. Humbled in revelation, Plans of feeble protestation, Still Abba waits. Homeward, humbled, Bowed and broken, Eyes to the horizon, Abba waits Heart aflame, Running, embracing, gifting a … Continue reading →

I Was Irish Once

I was Irish once… I was Irish for brief moments, As they danced on makeshift stage. Three sisters donned in green and white, With ribbons in curled hair. I was Irish for brief moments, As locks bounced to rhythms tapped, By jigging, flying feet, Flitting blithely through the air. I was Irish for brief moments, … Continue reading →