(15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' New Year's Bells(For Onelia)

The year
(too tired to continue)

limps to its
conclusion.

It has its usual crop
of natural & man-made disasters

wars...famines
etc., etc., etc.

the inhuman-ness of being
human

leaving me
like a seashell

in its tsunami
of Time

yet another piece
of human wreckage

mere
flotsam

as the paralysis
grips me tighter

a hard rain falling
on the appeals

of the New Year's
bells.

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