Two Poems by Eileen Carney Hulme A Church Window by Amy McCartney, 2019 If Clouds Could See the Cracks in Stones Watching the Oklahoma sunset, Donald writes I Love Your Ghost and his heart skips a beat until it reaches the Leachkin to sit by the cradle stone where he lets his words escape. He is travelling light as dandelion clocks, finds himself in odd unfamiliar places sipping whisky while his heart, often out of kilter, finds its touchstone in the North. This is like the day you left, he thinks, but the words are out there, away with the breeze. He searches his pockets for a knife, a scrap of paper, an answer to a question never asked. From the Great Book of Distances Donald tells me he is afraid of leaving and having left wakes in the night, thinking of trees and roads and ghosts. He wants to telephone, to know we are ok but trees have no numbers, roads are circular and the ghosts do not reply. So he gets up, puts the kettle on, remembers Dan and his music, wonders why the distance between here and there is never less. i.m.of Dan 1980-2007 About the Author: Eileen Carney Hulme lives in the north east of Scotland. She has three full collections published as well as having many poems published in anthologies, poetry magazines and online poetry websites. She has won or been placed in a number of poetry competitions. More info can be found on her author page at Indigo Dreams Publishing https://www.indigodreams.co.uk/ech-tsm/4589983025 Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Published by fragmentedvoices A small, independent press based in Newcastle-upon-Tyne, UK, and Prague, the Czech Republic View all posts by fragmentedvoices