Paul

by

Hay Machine

A foundation stone placed with great care in Ireland
after eight hundred years of due diligence
where the earliest record on the first file reads
that a Norseman (by the name of Dulek)
was first out of the longboat
wading waist-deep onto Rosslaire Strand
and that he took the plunge not without some apprehension
it was either that or colour the water from a back-wound

I reviewed the file and placed
some shreds of torn paper between the pages
to mark significant events
Cromwell and Michael Collins earned a marker
and I stopped and fell in love with Hazel Lavery
unravelling the whole intrigue as she did
the most beautiful and important woman
in all Anglo-Irish history
the greatest schemer and bravest soul
the point of whose weapon was her luscious eye
her power cradled in that slinky gait

I marked the page
where Paul Geogh first saw the opportunity
to build a solid expertise and sustaining business
representing and participating in valuable transactions
across the Irish Sea
and when he waded up the beaches
he had Dulek's sense of discovery (his disbelief suspended)
and his history up-ended

Flying back from Knock Airport in that Tupperware plane
(the greatest act of faith of all)
the boy from Birmingham was out from behind his desk
like he was with his two brothers back in 1973
Imagination leaping over all of history's waste
our past remembered briefly over fried potato taste
The Russians have a saying
that you shouldn't eat the blossom
wait until the fruit is fuller
breathe the scent of course
and feast yourself upon its colour

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Why don't you look at My sons
by: Samantha M Jones
from: Bucks, England, UK

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