alone
where shrouded men
walk
lost in time
their paths
crossing
by the bracken pool
reflections
It wasn't pretty, but we won. A sublime move and pass by Jack Grealish followed by a lovely clean cut shot from Conor Hourihane. It was enough ... just!
there is a peace
when the last rays
of a sinking sun
hit
stone
and we walk
in the yard-bones
beside
a black-cowled monk
remembering
there is a peace