2005 Poetry in ink! Clandestine”

Poem published in ink! poetry journal (now out of print)…

by: V.C. McCabe

We crept in darkness under pine-needled trees,
through stinging nettles and barbed wire to

lay upon the Irish soil in some stranger’s field
as a light mist fell and the grass stained our skin.

It was so cold, my lips gave birth to tiny clouds
with each exhale until you caught them with a kiss.

The texture of soggy earth was a soothing balm
on the still fresh scars of my tortured memory.

A brief amnesty granted for the anarchic love
that grew a bridge across an ocean of stars.

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