Two Poems by Brian McGettrick

Jealously On The Cusp Of Commitment:

as she drags
her thumb
across my
lips,

I know
she is
silencing
questions
I have.

I look
at the
sky
and
am
jealous
of the
distance
he has
achieved.

So Many Faceless Names:

wasting time
awake here
as flowers
without
colour
stand up
straight
looking
for new
places.

Solomon’s mines
sucked dry and
the windows of
this world looked
through by the
debt collector,
the housewife,
the saint, the
men without jobs.

all of them
trying to
self-help
away
from
ruination.

reserved rooms
and free rooms
in a city wet
with rain,

my mid afternoon

and the last
evening of
some Sahara
desert train

all in disarray.

About the author:
Born in England in 1974 Brian McGettrick now lives a half life in front of the typewriter and a full life with his wife and two daughters in the north of Ireland.

His work has previously appeared in The Lummox Journal, Lunatic Chameleon, Remark, My Favorite Bullet, Thunder Sandwich, Zygote In My Coffee, Mystery Island Magazine, Free Verse, Open Wide and is the featured poet in The Stinging Fly Vol 2 #2.

Having completed a collection entitled ‘Life, Love and Everything Else We Must Endure’ he is currently seeking a publisher.