razor black mirror porcelain by pd lyons

razor black mirror porcelain for your rose bud bird song mouth I have made bouquets gathering shadow light creatures wonderful grotesques fortuitous clear potable water dark caves beneath a sunless world secret hand fulls tremors lolled by after glows alone like ivory your room in blosom rich solitudes of orchid perfumed isolations joys with or without love i only make for you

https://pdlyons.wordpress.com/2026/03/18/razor-black-mirror-porcelain-by-pd-lyons-6/

Jackson Pollocked Across the Empty Linens of My Bed, a young love song, ruff draft

  Your razors are my kisses Your hands basin my heart How often will you bleed me And leave me in the dark? I know that you know me I know you have no doubt No matter what I try to do No matter what I say Can’t change the way I feel Don’t want too anyway     No matter what I’m doing…

https://pdlyons.wordpress.com/2026/03/18/jackson-pollocked-across-the-empty-linens-of-my-bed-a-young-love-song-ruff-draft-4/

with Anais willing to feed by PD Lyons

"feed on us before you bury us" - Anais Nin he could not find you amazing he could not touch your mystery he could re call vast wilderness adrift among archetypal feminine a wash among deltas Venus like salt mingling with new rain blood like midnights paling   lunary a pleasure beyond wounds a mingling beyond physicality a hungrier type of mouth willing to feed and to be fed upon

https://pdlyons.wordpress.com/2026/03/16/with-anais-willing-to-feed-by-pd-lyons/

Thank You! Lunar Sea Literary!

Special Issue 0 Lunar Sea Literary are proud to present their Inaugural Issue Number 0 for Winter of 2025/2026. This was a themed issue created surrounding the following excerpt from Frida Kahlo’s Journal: “No moon, sun, diamond, hands — fingertip, dot, ray, gauze, sea. pine green, pink glass, eye, mine, eraser, mud, mother, I am coming.” Contributors: POETRY: M. Kelly Peach; Moonshine Noire; Sarah Das Gupta; Shawn Scott Smith; Joanne…

https://pdlyons.wordpress.com/2026/03/14/thank-you-lunar-sea-literary/

ruff from 2011 in eight bits, by pd Lyons

So because the day is bright and dancing outside my window I am most lazy regarding today's blog so forewarned be best armed - what follows? 2 photos and a newishly found ruff unpolished as if in amber piece. 'til next time

https://pdlyons.wordpress.com/2026/03/13/ruff-from-2011-in-eight-bits-by-pd-lyons-8/

I listen to your story By PD Lyons

I listen to your story Heard between the sounds Rain beat highway Last freight car Followed it through valleys Trusted it in the dark You were always my darling You were always my heart Now I’m standing in the kitchen Popped a Bordeaux cork Swigging from the bottle Cause I can’t hear you anymore Merry is the sunshine shimmering sapphire is the lake And it’s just outside my window And it’s just a million miles

https://pdlyons.wordpress.com/2026/03/13/i-listen-to-your-story-by-pd-lyons-3/

Blanket (Long Version ~ ruff) by PD Lyons Poetry

Blanket For a while some small sense of comfort Illusion though it be? at least a thing I could manage. I do not have wisdom. I do not have courage. I do not have liberation. Is running away, courage? Is rebellion, liberation? Is wisdom a thing to be acquired? I am only aware of what I have been taught to value.

https://pdlyons.wordpress.com/2026/03/12/blanket-long-version-ruff-by-pd-lyons-poetry-3/

Wordless Wednesday 5.8.20. Rome, Italy. Photography by PD Lyons

Photographs of Rome Italy by PD Lyons Photography October 2018 c. pdlyons [email protected] or visit Pd Lyons you tube Thank you for watching! Hope it was pleasant.

https://pdlyons.wordpress.com/2026/03/11/wordless-wednesday-5-8-20-rome-italy-photography-by-pd-lyons-3/

1st draft Sunday Morning in the City of Pandemica ~ by P D Lyons

written on first time back in Dublin since Feb (pandemic protocols initiated in March) on a early Sunday morning in September as i stood out from the hotel. now as of this last week of September the city is once again on restrictions. PS for those who might not know - the Luas mentioned in the piece is a public transport akin to an above ground subway.

https://pdlyons.wordpress.com/2026/03/10/1st-draft-sunday-morning-in-the-city-of-pandemica-by-p-d-lyons-3/

thank you to The Loughtagalla Times!

Premier Writing: PD Lyons Premier Writing showcases poetry, essays and short fiction by new and emerging Irish writers. This week’s featured poet is PD Lyons from Westmeath. Poetry The Lover of Wisdom He helped in the kitchen While she was away.One night he was worrying about the wineHer father noticed, told himNot to worry, They said it was the best place they’d been to.

https://pdlyons.wordpress.com/2026/03/10/thank-you-to-the-loughtagalla-times/