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Poetry

5

Micheal O’Siadhail

Your whims for all who know you so bizarre -
Can shifts of mind and mood be really you?
How biochemical our psyches are,
This web of what we are and what we do.
'You're hurting me,' you rail, 'you're far too rough!'
Your helplessness beyond what you can bear
And nothing that I do is deemed enough
So you lash out at me in your despair.

O Lord, I am no blameless upright Job;
Forgive me when I groan and bend until
I think my all too human back will break!
Is this some wager with Old Nick to probe
My steadfastness, to plumb and proof my will
To love you in my love for your love's sake?

 

Micheal O'Siadhail

(Taken from One Crimson Thread, out now from Bloodaxe Books)