Caoimhín Eóghan Ó Caiside
Looking up at the cold night sky
Watching all those planes fly by
Taking people from where they are to where they’d rather be
And I’d be filled with pure elation… 91 more words
Jacqueline Nash Poetry
This is another poem that is a little on the dark side and another subject that most people find it hard to talk about. It is about a real experience at the end of the heat wave Summer of 1976 and was the funeral of my sister. 241 more words
New England Mama
I want to look through your eyes
And see the world, just as you do
I want to walk in your shoes
And know what it means to be you. 95 more words
Of Colours and Discovery
29 March 2014
They go away,
I move in
I take care of their beloved pets and care for their house.
It’s a part time extra job for me… 74 more words
Look at the Anger.
Come, come whilst the woods are green and golden.
Days crumble and fall, a burnished bracken,
A tremble of cobwebs.
They tumble and cascade, ripened and rotten, 210 more words
Look at the Anger
Look at the anger
It was so
Not knowing it existed
Or hurt… 100 more words