Currently browsing tag

suicide

Had She Never Written a Poem

Oh that as they lay there On the floor of the family home Taken by gas like to many of their folk …

The Actor Quits The Stage

This was not part of the script The actor ended the play Told the audience its over He is the actor and …

High Cost of Cheap Beef From Brazil

The powers that be tell you that we Should be happy with beef from Brazil They suppose its racist to oppose What …

Men at the Door

The men came to the door, Some in uniform More not. The children crying, the mother too What could anybody do? The …

Phonecalls Never Made

I meant to ring but never did He normally did but never did The unspoken though that silent hid Told the truth, …

We Are Not the Enemy

We are not the enemy, the folk who pay the bills, Who try to pay their mortgages, who themselves through suicide kills …

All Sorts of Accents at Accents Café

As per invitation, we arrived at Accents Café on Lower Stephens Street for seven-ish. OK, for once, I was actually early, arriving …

Smiles Can Hide a Million Tears

Smiles say more than a thousand words, By some folk it is said, But some hide the falling of a million tears …

Death on a Traintrack

A stopped train, and I awaken In the middle of some godforsaken Piece of country, as an announcement is making By some …

A Phonecall Overheard

A double suicide delayed by train back to Dublin after the Poets Express event in 2010. The pointlessness of it inspired the …

Divine Struggle – Sylvia Plath.

The raging waves of the mind Tore her spirit asunder Yet still she wrote Those word we read… with wonder As words …