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Adieu dear Spring, cruel time is nigh,
Your fertile surge complete,
With sorrow we must wave goodbye,
And mourn your slow retreat.

You brought us blooms and verdant trees,
Sweet birdsong everywhere,
Abundant Nature to appease,
With scented woodland air.

Now rest your head, in mortal sleep,
You've earned your slumber well,
You leave this land in verdure deep,
As bluebells chime your knell.

My favoured season I decree,
This poet has lost his muse,
Whilst other jealous seasons three
Are sneering in the pews

The Summer sun won't glare your eyes,
Nor moonlight warm your tomb,
You won't hear lonely banshee cries,
Beneath a ghostly moon.

From deathly pallor so austere,
New life you did bequeath,
Glad fauna sheds a grateful tear,
Wild flora forms a wreath.

Your leafy pyre .. sad Faeries pass,
In solemn discontent,
As dew drops fill your parting glass,
The wind moans your lament.

On Nature's cogs each season turns,
As sure as full moons wane,
When Autumn falls to Winter spurns,
You'll come to life again.

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The whole truth is rarely heard
gullible folks believe every word
The liar you can't believe a bit
without even trying we forget

The guilty must tread lightly
mostly deaf hear slightly
The eternal flame remains lit
What happens is 'shit'

The smart gets branded a nerd
liberal left truly depicts absurd
The precarious aren't so sure
grown-up doesn't define mature

There is me... and only me...
In this world of poetry,
In the crystal fairy tale of life
I am the brightest star.
The ground is slipping from under my feet
The stars are spinning in time with the breath ...
The stream of my words is flowing,
Massaging my inflated ego .
My soul is flying with delight
In the clouds.
Unplayed love motive
Gives birth to my poems...
Ah ,I love myself so much
Always –
There are no other important words
For now ...
Like a mosaic of feelings
Through the years
I will write down my name in the dawns

His eyes,
shining
when they catch
my gaze,
ever present
upon him;
The love
in his voice
when he laughs
at my ongoing
antics,
designed
to make him
certain
happiness has,
at last,
found him;
The feeling
of his heart
hammering
in my own chest
as we hold each other
even in rest;
His hands
in my hair;
The scent of him
on the sheets,
weeping
from the hamper,
everywhere…
The sound
of my name
upon his lips;
His chest
against my back,
legs tangled
with mine,
while we sleep,
or at least
I try—
too enamoured
to miss
a single
blessed moment
of gazing
upon his sweet visage,
or the chance
to steal
"just
one
more
kiss".


Callaghan Grant May 2, 2013
An Faolchu Gaelach

Better to be slapped with dirt
Memory stained
heart broken
piece of soul taken away
want to forgive
To much pain
Beat me down
spit in my face
Verbally abuse
Up for the game
For the love of my beautiful blessing

And the cost of living is rising faster than the tide,
We have no control, just along for the ride,
I can’t go on holiday, I can’t go away, I can’t be there, and
I can’t afford to stay,
Foreign interference makes life a misery, for all of you,
And all of me too!

The way I love ... need to be loved ... and feel,
   I may as well be as antiquated as Da Vinci...
But I dont mind, because that is simply me
   and I can just hope to find a man 
who can value and appreciate that ....
   instead of seeing it as some sort of an oddity ...

I long for that ever tightening but tender embrace ,
    such as I hunger to experience and taste ...
His mouth and fingers passionately 
    caressing every part of me ,
as if saying " I love you" to my very soul
    and every inch of my body ...

Viggo Mortensen's words about the love of his life
    will forever ring in my head and reside in my heart ...
 Inspite of many things 
    that threaten to tear Love apart ,
        it proves such men exist ...
Their innermost longings and desires
       pursued till their heart
           by the grace of Love .... is finally kissed ....
It has awakened me 
    there lives in these times still ...
Through life's hinders
    they shall prevail by strength of will ....
 
The cares and ills of this worldly life ,
    do not have to necessarily weaken us
       when the bond and love's strength is right ...
So trials and foul weather need not be seen
    as a dreaded fateful blight ....
For nothing can extinguish
    the invincible fire of true love's might ...

There are people that I know, who refuse to grow,
constant attention seekers, don't know where they'll go,

They believe in themselves, they think they know, it all,
ultimately, they fall!

So, never judge, never be, never say what you cant see,
life goes on when you're gone,

For tomorrow you will only be, a memory!

Don't think too much, for it's not allowed, don't verbalize, don't
criticize,
When written words in cyber space become too much for you to face,
When you cant ignore, come what may, control what other's say,

Then you've gone too far, You have lost the plot, time to STOP, time
to think, time to say, I have no control, come what may.

And cyberspace apparently, conforms to the same rules as you
and me,

So stand behind me, I was here first, join the queue, I was here
long before you!

I miss having family
that gave me countless memories
of happiness & security ...
Now in its absence, I would love
to have a mate or life partner,
whenever that will come to be , if ever ...

Someone you can talk to
when your heart feels heavy...
Someone you can laugh with
during moments happy & funny ...
Someone I can share the very best of me ,..
Someone who'll always be lovingly there ...
To be with through all kinds of weather ...
content, fulfilled, and undoubtedly happy ...

If it be me, for you ...
that would make me immeasurably glad too ...
But if not me , and it turns out to be someone other ...
Good luck then to you,
for then, my happiness surely lies
in the heart of a still unknown another ...