Best Swallowers Poems

from island corner, big Antrim lad
  to Belfast city, a tiny pad
  shattered windows, tilted clocks
  Goliath had lost his socks
  gargantuan giant going mad

  Armagh apple girl, any topic
  she star-gazed past the misanthropic
  vantage point, two...

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Before the crowds entered in, 
Before the lights would uncover the stage 
The Ringmaster would stand and gaze. 

Such a wonderful sight as they would bring in the clowns 
Their colourful bicycles circling round and round. 

Balloons and costumes,streamers and bells 
Laughter and those childish...

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I got
        CRAZY words!

Y’all should see ‘em –
         They’s a
         N’Awleens jumpin’ jazz
festival

    wit’ stilt-walkin’, trash-talkin’
   ...

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Sometimes people tend to search for happiness on all the wrong places, when their back is against the wall that when you see all the terrible faces, where friendships are tasteless, love is waste less. Words come fast but are swallowed to forget, but comes...

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hands steady, painting days wanning now wearing shades
of hours
clocks run blind tocs, with tics wildly lying
months lurk like monks or thugs,
deeply hooded
in a guise of weeks muttering ridiculous affirmations 
to justify all the manipulative brevity 
shy years sulk in remembered corners,
good for nothing but bitter...

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