In the past number of months I wrote a poem dedicated to the town and place I call home. Today I felt the urge to pen a poem (of sorts) That will give a little bit more on the place I call home. But I know too well that those of you who struggle with … Continue reading My Land My Home Not Rome
Author: Pat Fitzgerald
Old Friends
Having spent the past number of days working around a few issues and resolving a few details, that kept me from writing and posting anything to the blog, I return with a sonnet dedicated to that good old friend. Most of us may know that one person who stood by you through all kinds of … Continue reading Old Friends
Pointless Stirred
As I have placed in posts from time to time, we live in a society that is all too often a fast paced society. Which in itself can be problematic in general situations or issues in life. But given a situation where News media appear to row the same direction. A question that must be … Continue reading Pointless Stirred
Sonnet to Start
When having a slow day and waiting to find that release that begins my journey to create another poetry writing session. Or such is what I tried to start with today as I sat to write. But having a slow time within my creative mindset was also my problem that I had to over come … Continue reading Sonnet to Start
When Creative Storms Dance
After taking a few days aside from writing and try to recharge creativily as it were, I found myself sitting here for close to six hours working on a poem. Distraction after distraction held up my work, followed by an old enemy of mine when it comes to writing. Impatience has been an enemy of … Continue reading When Creative Storms Dance
Beyond Painted Excuses
It is difficult at times to move beyond a certain topic such as the one that was and has been the root of my poetry as of late. Today's poem again continues along that vein of thought.Who should care to step out from the crowd and help those who need it most. When life is … Continue reading Beyond Painted Excuses
An Ode to Who Matters
Being one who grew up with a very keen interest in Irish National affairs, especially in relation to Irish History and the impact it has had on people in general. Even towards an event that happened in ireland just a little over 100 years ago. That of Irish Independence, even if it meant a division … Continue reading An Ode to Who Matters
Bound
When love dies and one party moves on and thus the remaining party is at times caught up in a world or a time that could be termed as "What Could have been". The chains that still bind the remaining party to the heart of one that has moved on, becomes a restricting vice that … Continue reading Bound
The Raven
During a walk in a very cold Frosty and foggy morning, I was struck by this thought that eventually became todays poem. Combined with a little over active creative mindset and having spent a brief moment watching a raven solve a puzzle that would release its reward, This following poem was born as it were. … Continue reading The Raven
Lament For Caring Eyes
Having worked on todays poem yesterday, I found myself unable to complete and post before now. I also found myself beginning to write with one topic in mind, but half way through composing I found this poem taking steps to finish this writing with a vastly different topic in mind. This is something that I … Continue reading Lament For Caring Eyes