J. P. Dullahan Poems

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A Backhanded Love Song
It's never the memories,
It's that hoarde of feelings
Leaves me empty of tears now,
Until my eyes are like stones,
And my heart a fist pulped in its beating,
And all my hard-headed sense
Nothing but sharp, broken pieces.

So understand, my love,
The thought of you means nothing -
The . . .
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The New Life
A poet longs for his to be
A love as strong as death - we crave
A Song of Songs, of jealousy
Unyielding as the grave -
Desire love for love's sake only,
Full of praise, kisses, tears and blame,
For love's music, sad or lively,
Is music all the same...

The words are tired, old - . . .
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