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Falcarragh Breakfast

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Pine whorls, willow scrub

Midline spotted with sharp green grass

Oily puddles in pitted hollows

Of lumpy tarmac

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Tentatively trotting down hill

Heart responding

Muckish stark against the violet sky

Errigal swathed in wisps

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Overnight oats and warm green apples

From lichen coated branches

Beyond thick warm glass

Where the crumpled bracken turns

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Snatched snippets of chat

‘Light’, ‘In the West’

‘Not to be perfect’, ‘Others’

‘Doing it’, ‘Now’

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Four square cushions piled

On yellow planks. Tilt my hips

Pelvis spreading, reaching

For the granite crust

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Hand knitted brown tweed

From Ardara

And a candle

For Creeslough

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With loving thoughts for the community in #Creeslough where 10 precious lives were lost in an explosion last week