Tuesday, 7 December 2021

Two Fabulous Poems by Margaret Kiernan

 



Space With Time-

Winter ‘21

 

Beyond the broken spud stone

The gate clicks shut

December dark days

My house creaks

The storm will not abate

 

I can’t go out or you cannot here

I surrender for grace to enter

Storm Barra blows booms mocks the day

In the loft odd things move

As a paper-bag drifts by the windowpane

 

On the floor in a basket lie distorted photographs

Inclined towards neglect

Un-broached narratives I finger through

Catch some drift of other people’s tales

I leave the room

 

The woods call me, call to me

Call me out for my lapsed presence

I cannot go

If only they would know

Perhaps the trees have not heard

Of the things astray

In suburbia

 

I play the Tube, travel virtual trips

Far away over snow covered ground

I’m a lady on a train bumped over

Scandinavia

Eyes projectile beams above

A blocked sense of smell

Ten days of daily horoscopes

Ironic that they predict so much

No mention of the plague

In town

On my street

On my brow.



Summer Without Festivals-

2020-2021

 

Nights without rest

dreams kicked to the floor

folds of cotton swiped out to

remembered oft repeated

old café gossip

 

No panorama of city skyrise

not a colour on the streets

or rattle from nosing  trains

without shoppers

theatre goer’s unseen

 

If only we had rock music or

Fiestas in a field to

drink in the vibrancy of the green

or bleating from a jazz club

underneath a street.

 

The darkness makes clear

within the breast

where tiny flutters arrest

this one cannot be walked out

how did we get from there to here?

 

Getting up each morn to do it all again

arrange the day

spread it out like a cloth over grass

awaiting the picnic hamper, oh to have a cat.






Margaret Kiernan - nominated for Best of the Net in 2021, writes fiction, non-fiction essay, memoir, and poetry. She has had poetry and prose published in e-book, in anthology collections, and literary journals and magazines - including, Black-lion Press, Pendemic.ie journal-C19 collection , archived at University College Dublin, The Blue Nib Lit - Journal , The Write Life Magazine, Unity Global Festival, Vox Galvia at the Galway Advertiser, A New Ulster Literary Press, The Burrow Lit. Journal, Poet-Head.Wordpress.com, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, The Galway Review and The Irish Canadian Cultural Newsmagazine, New Brunswick.

She writes with Over the Edge, Thursday writing/reading group at Galway Arts Centre, and, Ox Mountain Poets, Sligo.

She is listed in the Index of Contemporary Women Poets in Ireland, 2020.

She holds several Educational qualifications, Including a Degree in Arts in Humanities, from Sligo IT.

Her background is in Advocacy in Human and Social Rights.

Margaret has completed numerous courses and workshops in writing, for prose and poetry.

Margaret has four grown-up children. She lives in Westmeath with her dog Molly. She is a landscape painter. Is into Nature, walking, gardening, music, and heritage. She is working towards a First collection in Poetry.

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