Another Poem for Michael Macklin

by Roger Dutton

his silver hair thrown by the wind in his whistle,

an ambassador of poetry &
                             good will &
                             good poetry
                                      willfully

his mellifluous words
     in poetic harmony
          poised like a panther’s paw

now silenced by affairs of the heart

a hammer on his belt
a belt of scotch

the verbosity of an Irishman
     in
          his
               pub

a voice to raze the ruins
a voice to raise a glass

a lover of the word
a lover of the voice
a lover of no other choice

here today
gone tomorrow is
intellectually illogical