Dublin He Has Left

Born in 1928 in Dublin’s fair city A child of six others was he He ran bets for the workers … Continue reading Dublin He Has Left

St. Albans Blues

He thinks to the times of playful games Those days of legend gone down in fame Of falling in and … Continue reading St. Albans Blues

There’s a couple who have had a bad day They pack their bags to go away A few days in … Continue reading Timeshift

The man checks his bags in at the airport Flying home to see family and friends Nearly missed the plane … Continue reading The Flight Home

He walks out of the house Too much weight on his mind He can’t think of much else Or the … Continue reading Guinness, Bushmills and Sweet Oblivion

A dark and windy day she has off No work today for her thank god But typical, she thinks to … Continue reading Left Behind

Walking home from work in the dark Late it is, close to midnight The job she hates a memory marked … Continue reading Shooting Star Passing By

Temper in check she walks away Leaving it for another day To calm down which she needs Maybe she’ll buy … Continue reading Calm Before The Storm

He thinks back twenty years past To all he’s done, his mind does cast All he’s seen and all that’s … Continue reading Lost Moments Never Had

This is just a small rant from my usual poetry that I write. I am a little niggled about something … Continue reading Internet Leaches