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Every Now And Again9 comments

tim prendeville wrote 4 months ago: Every now and again I look at you, Captured there in a moment, Smiling, Mid sentence, Mine, The way … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, ageing, aging, Life, growing old, loneliness, Poetry, Regrets, Tim Prendeville

Graveyards2 comments

tim prendeville wrote 4 months ago: No one runs in a graveyard. No one shouts. It is peaceful, Calming, Walking amongst those who came b … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, ageing, aging, Life, growing old, loneliness, death, Poetry, Tim Prendeville

Second Chances3 comments

tim prendeville wrote 4 months ago: How quickly lives can change, And how those decisions and judgements of the past can come calling. S … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, Alcoholism, Life, Fear, death, Poetry, Regrets, Tim Prendeville, The Future

Kids and Parents

tim prendeville wrote 9 months ago: As a parent I am always at odds as to the “correct” approach with my daughters … T … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, Children, Family, Father, Fear, happiness, leprechauns, Letting Go, Life

Without Wings (Revised)

tim prendeville wrote 9 months ago: When I was young It was the little things, Those things in later life ignored, That gave me moments … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, ageing, aging, Midlife Crisis, Life, Fear, growing old, Poetry, Regrets

Pancake Tuesday ... Irish Style

tim prendeville wrote 9 months ago: There’s one day in the year when my two daughters are allowed to let loose on the candy and en … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, ageing, aging, Life, Ireland, Mother, Poetry, Parents, Love

A Life Unlived

tim prendeville wrote 9 months ago: Oh the times we could have had They seem so real to me So clear in my mind As if already lived. All … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, Life, Mother, Poetry, Regrets, Father, Parents, Love, moving on

random lines

tim prendeville wrote 10 months ago: Once we were young Then along came time And like an unrequited teenage crush Stole our innocence awa … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, growing old, Mother, Poetry, Tim Prendeville, goodbye, Growing Up, Memories, The past...

California Farmers Market 2 comments

tim prendeville wrote 11 months ago: Every week I see them Walking their casual pace Speaking their laid-back gibberish Believing their y … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, ageing, aging, Life, growing old, Poetry, Tim Prendeville, Breaking Up, happiness

Reflections2 comments

tim prendeville wrote 11 months ago: I love the warmth of a rising sun The night slipping beneath it’s blanket Bringing dreams to others … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, ageing, aging, Life, growing old, Poetry, Tim Prendeville, The Future, happiness

Trapped (song lyrics version)

tim prendeville wrote 11 months ago: Where are you now, In these every days? Are you still you and living As I used to know? Give me back … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, ageing, aging, Life, growing old, loneliness, Poetry, Regrets, Song/ Lyrics

Without Wings (alternate)

tim prendeville wrote 12 months ago: Had I listened more in youth I would have more answers than questions But I didn’t So I don’t I flit … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, ageing, aging, Life, Fear, growing old, loneliness, Poetry, Tim Prendeville

Half Way?

tim prendeville wrote 1 year ago: I made my will today. Me! A will! Christ! Am I really that old? Has my life slipped by so fast? Sure … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, Tim Prendeville, Last Will and Testament

Catalina

tim prendeville wrote 1 year ago: I remember Tahoe, We were young. I remember our friends, They young too. I remember our parents, Tog … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, Poetry, Tim Prendeville, Catalina, Avalon, secrets

Trapped

tim prendeville wrote 1 year ago: Forgive me for my present Give me back my past It is there I am living With you The one who got away … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, ageing, aging, Life, Poetry, Regrets, Tim Prendeville, Love, Breaking Up

Phonecalls from the past

tim prendeville wrote 1 year ago: When I was a child Life was good And lived in moments Unpondered. But that was then. In my days of n … more →

Tags: prose & poetry, ageing, aging, Life, growing old, loneliness, Ireland, Poetry, Regrets


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