free verse

 

sublime subliminals

in the afternoon cafe

a pianist plonking out paeans

if he was miserable

it would be some relief

but he's just inert

his every movement an homage

to the incipient

soul less ness

of Newbridge town

even now

in misery

i cannot yield the floor

to despair

the soul of this place

is ourselves

we incarnate joy

amid squalor

by our soul full ness amid soul less ness

by our defiance

joy is

heaven is

souls are

not far away

but here

let's begin