#2,581 Over here in Dublin

~ mikebellwrites

It had been a day of rain
& a sea crossing – calmer
than he’d expected [that
ferry an infected mass of
seasonal travellers] – in a
Dublin bar that ribaldry –
their famous local joyous
abandon – did enough to
distract him from all ires
left on that other island –
left for a while – Terraced
houses sparkled under a
thousand LEDs – season-
greetings in light – A few
days away from England
would be ‘nough to reset
his head – he had said to
himself [he kept all plans
close to his sagged chest
these days] – Europe is a
thing over here in Dublin