Two poems today by Tom Kelly – both come from his new collection Somewhere in Heaven published by Red Squirrel Press…

Private Intention

I watch the candle
gutter to a nothing.

By now she’s home, he lies upstairs,
coughing louder when she returns.

His bed’s a sculpture of newspapers,
a cigarette weaves from an ashtray.

The cough harsh.
Nights only long.

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New Year’s Day: A Shimmering

Between stream and snow packed bank
a centre parting,
slowly becoming a question mark.

A man walks a dog,
we meet at the tunnel entrance,
in the distance an icy shimmering.

Tom Kelly

Here’s a link to the IS&T site:

http://ink-sweat-and-tears.blogharbor.com/blog/_archives/2010/7/10/4574914.html