Defiance

The Old man and the Sea said:

‘it’s a big storm so we may as well enjoy it’

 

Driving empty roads in red warning hours,

To pass a jackknifed HGV perched helpless upon her side,

Tyre tracks cut deep into the embankment,

And so with driver long gone I pass by unaffected:

Calm, sharp and feeling alive.

 

For fear is a funny thing

And it could take hold at the most innocuous of moments:

Upon waking on a Monday morning,

Or pinned to the wall in some conversation

 

But not now,

Not today,

Or on some crisis like this.

 

~ Gamhain MacCionaoith

 

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Mí Dheireadh Fómhair

2025