I have known the 'Troubles' all my adult life. Now as you look down on the Borderlands, on the surface, it is so hard to imagine the recent past.


futures memories

from here
you can see
many places
where people
killed
and died
along
the shores
of Melvin
through
Fermanagh
to south
Tyrone
Catholic
Protestant
Dissenter
tillers of
the soil
soilers of
the till
grave stones
stone graves
and as
the sun
beats down
and
crickets call
a gentle breeze
can do no harm
as they make
their wayword
homes in
futures
memories



Poetry by Peter Humphreys The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-07-26 at 18:25

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Mark J. Wood
Got message just as I was reading this.

It's nice to think that it is in the process of becoming a memory. Places whose names should bring a ring of romance and happiness have for so many a chill of remembrance; the news items linked to these names became mind tattoos that are hard to erase.

This is a syringeful of remindance. And a sign of healing.

Mark.
2007-07-31