Short Semaphores Poems

Two men tall, 
one from here
and one from there,

in raincoats
at a bus stop,
pace and stare.

One of them 
is soaked in tea,
brisk man from Jaipur

who semaphores 
an anthracitic glare.
To barter for a smile

an alien’s obeisance
he, no fawn, 
refuses. 

The other man,
white cane and dog,
doesn’t seem to care.


Donal Mahoney...

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If you are baffled bye
Or incapable of deciphering the Metaphor 
Neither Morse code or semaphores 
Or Enigma 
Will trigger 
That what which you could not figure
Because if don't get it
It wasn't meant for you
Metaphor is just another description 
For the obviously 
Confused 
1st time and 2nd time 
Gripping Yarns 
An educated joke
Above the common folk...

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Brisk Man from Jaipur


Two men tall, 
one from here
and one from there,

in raincoats
at a bus stop,
pace and stare.

One of them 
is soaked in tea,
brisk man from Jaipur

who semaphores 
an anthracitic glare.
To barter for a smile

an alien’s obeisance
he, no fawn, 
refuses. 

The other man,
white cane and dog,
doesn’t seem to care.


Donal Mahoney...

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Semaphores

Slippery slopes remain 

Cooled by the air
My palms and fingers
Slid inside your dress
Running
Along your spine
Tingled to your neck

Converts body
I wandered
And plundered
In the taciturn distance

Make you a sea
And I your beach
Make you a wave
And I your crest

Make you a castle
And I the bricks

To stand upon the shore
I the wind
Whisper its caresses
In my hand
Impart
And hold you
Aloft

Slippery slopes remain...

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Melt into existence 
Coverings the distance 
Between the past and present 
Where space so black
Is sucking hole's beneath the fabric
The spinning cycle on a washing machine 
Can never clean or drown out the scent
Of banished lovers who cloud the night
With semaphores and silken glove's
Signaling to car alarms and shepherds horns 
Come and claim the higher ground
On which to place the sacred stones 
Of fields of Athernry and lovers lost graveyards...

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