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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

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PD Lyons began writing long long ago in the dream time when it was said he was 12 years old. Meanwhile has worked some travelled some and lived as intensely as possible. His work has been published by Lapwing Press, Belfast. As well as in many venues in the US and abroad.


PD Lyons


 

Another Shadow

for Tedra

shadow of crows disappear through trees
flying behind me to the sky

she had crystals hanging in nearly every window of her house
purified energy - coming in, going out

Mystic Connecticut, the town not the sea port
she bought me one from that little shop just by the draw bridge
had it for years, hung from the rear view mirror one car to another to another

I've no idea where it is now though or how I came to part with it
disappeared maybe it's with that lock of her hair she gave me?
actually, a braid cut from her first hair cut when she was mid twenty's.
Called me a stupid jerk when she found out I'd lost it

Another shadow; like crows, like Connecticut, like herself
disappears behind me to the sky
those quiet moments eddied like soft clear water
circles of sun dancing