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Love Locks Megan O’Rourke Poetry Write Club Interlinked and Interlocked. One hug and our ribcages interconnect. Bone slides on bone and we are attached by more than just the hip; When one and one makes one it must be love. So we bought locks instead of rings to ensure out love would never be stolen, taken away by some other; some unworthy lover. And threw away the key. But some days during pretty dawns and burning sunsets when all the day is grey; I wish I could rent metal. Bend and break that brittle, little lock. So I might be once again be free. Fighting Words CLG. Company Registered in Ireland 437119 Registered Charity CHY 18262. Copyright © 2018.
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Smaointí san oíche Kellie Cunningham Poetry Unschool Club Ba chóir go mbéinn i mo chodladh, Ach táim suas le smaointí, Smaointí dearfacha faoin todhchaí amháin, ‘S cá rachaidh mé. Smaointí de margaidh ildaite agus bia difriúla blasta, Daoine ag insint scéalta trí damhsa, Ní bheidh focail á rá. Oíche te amuigh ar an trá, Gan dabht san aer, Ach píosa grá. Ní bhéinn ar méisce ‘s ní bhéinn ag ól. Tá na cuimhní níos tábhachtaí sa saol atá romhainn. Na réalta ag lonnrú anuas orm. Ba chóir go mbéinn i mo chodladh ach táim suas le smaointí. Fighting Words CLG. Company Registered in Ireland 437119 Registered Charity CHY 18262. Copyright © 2018.