Tag: Child Loss

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?

Have you ever entered days where you feel like you are left to stand on a precipice, with company and yet alone. Alone in thoughts that sweep you away into a universe that almost seeks to wrap you into the pleasures that life can bring. Not the pleasures that most would think of, but the … Continue reading A Precipice of the Mind

As I have written of before, I often write of a topic and try to hide it within the lines of a poem. But like todays poem, I often write of a topic and cannot hide very much of that topic and thus it becomes very clear what that said topic or poem is about. … Continue reading Wishing Well or Wish Him Well

Sitting in this little room, gazing out at the sunlight brighten up all about, I began to write on something most would love to do with great success. To write on love would be a key to some form of success. At least this is a key I would love to hold. Like some of … Continue reading Love Without Fear