after Baghdad
On the table by the window
balanced on its spine
this leaflet
butterfly open
and still as a
butterfly.
Peace for me now
zephyr through leaflet.
Peace for me soon
caribou and snow,
loping caribou
and caribou reclining.
By Donal Mahoney
The Tea Cup Hills steam up, the mist swirling above endless green. I walk the quiet trails forever thinking of the bodies piling up in ...
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Donal Mahoney has had poems published in The Bijou Poetry Review and other publications in the United States, Europe, Asia and Africa.
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