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#OctPoWriMo #8 – How could I have known

Love Where you are Is where my heart lies I had no way of knowing My life would be filled with you My forever love My best friend You

#OctPoWriMo #7 – Crossing the Line

I spoke out of turn Told a truth none wanted to hear I broke the line From friend to enemy In an instant Quicker than a blinking eye She hated me For telling a truth She didn't want to hear... Continue Reading →

#OctPoWriMo #5 – Not My Fault

I understand now That being bullied Was not and is not my fault I don't want the same things I don't wear the same clothes Or listen to the same music Or watch the same shows I am a geek,... Continue Reading →

#OctPoWriMo 1 – How did I get here?

Ireland, Britain; India too I travel back into the past Searching, always searching For another generation to tell a tale To find ancestry and knowledge too Many lives have been and passed To bring me to the here and now... Continue Reading →

The Songstress

She sang like a nightingale The crowd was ecstatic Their cries of Encore! Were a balm to her soul Her hair hangs like midnight Her face totally hidden Tears course her cheeks For the wondrous applause

Where do lost memories go?

In a dusty, forgotten, drifting room Piano keys move by themselves In the mirror-world she plays Stroking delicate, milk-pale hands Over chords seen through a fog In a faded armchair an indentation sits Where he watches, listens, mourning Through a... Continue Reading →

Memories of yesteryear

Do ye remember the days we cut the turf? We'd hurry home up the road from school Throw off the uniform and bags to change To the normal oul jeans, wellies and shirts Then over the mountains or round the... Continue Reading →

Aborning

All is dark, quiet, warm Only a pulsing beat for company My heart beats in time with it Regular and calm All is rushing, swift, hurried Stressed, the waters are churning Syncopated rhythm Fear overwhelms me All is bright, noisy,... Continue Reading →

#NaPoWriMo2017 #29 – Self Cento

NaPoWriMo Cento You are the reason I rise early in the morning Throw back the clothes and pull on the mindset And quick prayer, compose my head! My lofty mind is set on higher things to fill my daydream  head.... Continue Reading →

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