Pisces

A poem by Dash MacIntyre

A sun too big for its own good

Longhand Letters on Lined Paper

The new ways should make it easier for us to love

Sleepwalking into Silence

A short story about our present being the product of our past choices

Reflection

Oh mirror what do you see?

To Remember Feelings

We remember events but rarely how we felt

Poem

First Season’s Snow

With first snow love blooms

The Lost Sense of Being*

The unanswered questions of existence — a poem

A Mutual Reward

Hits are bits of mystery

The Seven Hounds of the Apocalypse

Hell hath no fury — except for a woman

White Roses

A poem from 1980 — to mark the loss of my nephew at birth

Accosted

From Dear Me collection — the Diarmuid Cleary tales