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Lost Opportunities

Oct 29, 2011

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She enters a pub with a group of friends One her partner she would defend But as she sits and sips her drink An eye she catches, straight she can’t think The one she sees is of a man alone Who sits reading a book, lost in his tome She thinks of him and who […]

At Times Like This

Oct 29, 2011

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At times like this he misses Ireland so The people, the music, the drink that flows Craic to be had anywhere you find From the madness of Eire there’s nowhere to hide So he dwells on his past in Ireland’s towns In cities and mountains, colours green and brown Of smiley faces and happy grumbles […]

Family

Oct 28, 2011

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The drink does pass her lips, heaven sent Its smooth taste breaks down her defence Relaxing her body and her mind She thinks a little clearly, her eyes open wide She wonders at her family, some at war Fighting against each other, not knowing why for? Why do families argue so all the time Why […]

Lost in Music

Oct 26, 2011

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He walks out onto his porch looking out to sea Taking with him his guitar, strumming a tune he needs The mountains rise high behind as he sits and strums Lost in music to a tune he does hum Gentle does he play to the gulls and the waves Feeling at one with his surroundings […]

The Black Letter (Part 3 of 3)

Oct 26, 2011

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* This is the third and final part of the Black Letter. I hope you have enjoyed what you have read so far October 1874, Oxford I awoke on the grass feeling nauseous and a feeling like I had drunk a whole bottle of wine, then been on ship on very rough seas. A pile […]

Alone and Lost

Oct 25, 2011

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He sits in his bedsit alone and lost Drinking from the bottle, he has no boss No wife, no kids, no-one to call a friend He wastes away in his bedsit till the end His has no job, thrown on the scrapheap Allowed to fester, allowed to seep All he wanted was a happy life […]

A Life More Extraordinary

Oct 25, 2011

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He runs for cover under a tree Dry from the rain for a moment to be He looks at the moody sky The angry clouds and the tears they cry Drowned like a rat on a sinking ship He wonders if he should run for it But a dark cloud comes over him as he […]