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  • Bill Smith

Love of my life

By Bill Smith

I can’t put you into rhyme

you live and breathe beside me

inside me and around me

our homes are one

We anticipate each other’s words

say the same simultaneously

compete over crosswords with caustic curses

end each day with a tender caress

When the ice-curtain falls between us —

as sometimes it does —

I howl and hide forsaking the world

waiting for my sun to shine again

When it does I dance

happy in the light of your lasting love.

Bill Smith is a political scientist and social policy administrator from Belfast. During Northern Ireland’s Troubles he worked for the Health Department supporting voluntary action and community development. Most of his previous writing has been in academic or mandarin-speak. Recently 70, he celebrates this among his first published poems.


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