Come All Ye

by grimbeau



Mildew musk half drownded rat

Soggy woodbine, auld tweed hat

Old Luke and Buffalo Johnny

Bid come all ye attendees

And whisht a while, imbibe

Enniscorthy travellers dreamtime

Side fading coals

In warm, dry bungalows

As wind lashes outside

Recalling a lady in her father’s garden

While sloping home early

in fine foggy dew.