Short Loping Poems

A common wonder
Just another miracle
Loping along the hillside

Beauty and fire
She terrifies and excites
Even herself for a time

But she drifts too far
And can't escape the freeway
All she can do is stand still

June 16, 2017...

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on my brim
dons tangible markings.
Crafted genes engage
to warn iconic
of principled
death.

She measures
her tacky line, loping
anchors across
waxen badges
encrusted with
doubt.

I don’t fear
the web she spins
above my cerebellum
since due warning
of predatory intent
gleans....

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Peace For Me Now

	after Baghdad

On the table by the window
balanced on its spine 

this leaflet
butterfly open

and still as a 
butterfly.  

Peace for me now 
zephyr through leaflet.

Peace for me soon
caribou and snow,

loping caribou 
and caribou reclining.


Donal Mahoney...

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...inspired by 'Encounter' by Czeslaw Milosz


The station wagon carried us through the misty morning.
A sudden flash betrayed the rabbit.

Its loping gait, gray to blend with the dawn,
the creature clipped the churning wheels as my companion pointed,
and was gone.

Now gone forever. A memory only, the man and the animal,
living in my dreams.

Where did they go? 
Sound and sight consumed me.
Concern occupied my thoughts. We traveled on....

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Glowing and white, pure liquid flowing
My heart is expanding.
And I hear angels singing a song that fills my soul.
Rose petals are falling.

A slow steady walk, a gentle loping grace.
My smiling man in all black
So gorgeous. So perfect.
So mine.
My face is shining.
The angels are singing.
Rose petals are falling.

A steady warmth
So strong, and so deep
That gentle heat fills me to my core
And I find myself falling

Falling…Falling….falling.


Rose petals are falling....

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