Author: Pat Fitzgerald

Feeling a little under the weather I needed time to discover a little creative juice. Thus using words and placing them together within a poem to find what hidden messages can be found. But truth be told, todays poem is one such poem that has been placed together without any hidden message or with an … Continue reading Mindless

While walking in the warm May air, I became filled as it were with terms that have today helped form what is now todays poem. It has surprised me how the combination of a number of words can bring forth a poem such as the one within this post, or indeed form texts as seen … Continue reading Love is…

It is not very often that I sit and write a little of my Faith, will or indeed have ever done soin an open manner. BUT I began the day out starting to compose a poem that centers about my faith. But in an open and clear form, Yet as always with my writings the … Continue reading The Word

There are days when everyone has times when their heads / mind's are a jumble as it were. Whether it be due to headache or anyo other issue. BUT today has seen one of those days for me, Thus when trying to compose a poem, I decided to pen a poem that has words either … Continue reading Twisted Words

I sit here as the time crept well past midnight and another poetic creation failed to pass my mark, that would eventually see this post find its way to being published. I have gone throuogh a couple of creations that i did not like for one reason or another. Until I find myself at the … Continue reading Break the Silence

Sitting in the late afternoon, striving to find an idea for today's poem, I began thinking how altered the opinion of humanity has become. How uncaring people have become to their fellow being as they pass by without a caring glance. Filled by the need to survive we forget those who struggle and pass us … Continue reading Walking Blind

Thursday April 28th 2022 is Poetry Day Ireland, and the Theme is Written in the Stars. I have never been one for following days set out for certain events or arts etc. But this year I decided on the last moment to pen a poem on that theme, which is the title of todays poem. … Continue reading Written in the Stars

To sit in the evening air and strive to find a word or deed that would inspire. Can often become a tiring deed, Every word alone cannot fit, nor deed by those about can fill that void. A void that is that unwritten poem as in my case. That missing link that ties all together … Continue reading Heart Song

There are days that I compose a poem and eventually ask of myself, "What was I writing about?" . There are days that I write and walk away, yet eventually forget what I was writing about. Such poetry become an example of creative writing that went almost on its own way. Today's poem is one … Continue reading Who Wait’s?