Friday, April 24, 2015

Donal Mahoney- Three Poems

Bells from the Cathedral
How do you tell
a wife you love
there are Spring days
in raw Chicago
bright with sun
and the boom
of bells
from the Cathedral
how do you tell
a wife like that
there are Spring days
you wish you had a girl

From The Train Going Home

As we roar over and by
the oaks are as still
as the pond they surround
Only the swans
on the pond
are moving
Then from an oak
a buckshot of crow
cawing and leaving

Each Morning
It is not the position,
not the money,
not the opportunity.
It is breakfast
with my steaming tea,
my rolls,
my periodicals,
my wife pouring, buttering, keeping quiet,
my shower, towel, shirt and tie,
my selection of that tie and
that tie’s winding,
my good-bye.

Donal Mahoney lives in St. Louis, Missouri. 

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