The Heelers Diaries

the fantasy world of ireland's greatest living poet

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Sunday, April 25, 2010

field of souls

the fronded chestnut tree
stirs over long grass
shadows flit and whisper
of what is and what is past
and in the field of souls
my grandfather rests at last
i will be seeing him still
some time the city crowds upon me
he'll raise an ashplant to a thistle
call his dog to heels
cry glory and whistle
whistle down the years
can you feel the softness
of the mist upon your face
or sense the shadows brooding
when the twilight whispers peace
then know the final darkness
is a darkness of release


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