"A"s (1)

Abandoned Avenger

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An abandoned Avenger
a crashed car,
caressed by fingers,
green and wet,
we passed on a boithrin,
seafoam flecked underfoot.

A gaping pail,
with toothless mouth, rockfull,
lay white and all alone,
by lichen-speckled stones,
‘til rain-soft hands
delighted in their find.

A sea-twisted twig
and flowers, long unseen
now fill that swinging hole,
as laughing lovers stroll
through carefree cows
on their way
to a new-felt home


© B. HICKEY 1985


Almerian Street.

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When straight to hell

seemed not the worst

of scorching Spain,

Rioja would quell

that desert thirst,

as dayfail came

and all felt well,

as streets were burst

by costumed train

because when we fell,

we  weren't the first

to play that game.



© B. HICKEY 1985

Amorous Mis-Casting.
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Now, you've bubbled

to the surface

of new life,

after self-casting

into the black, cleansing abyss.

That extreme,

passionate kiss

brought ever-lasting

this life guilt;

poisoning the roots

of the family tree,

on which you'd built

your imaginary

house of oneness.



Always troubled,

fidgety nervous;

this sweet flight,

life flash-pasting,

brings freedom,

you wrongly missed.

Too vodka'd to resist

amorous mis-casting

and liquids spilt

nourish bitter fruits

on the family tree,

on which you'd built

your imaginary

house of oneness.



© B. HICKEY 1996