Submissions by Dan_ONeill (Dan ONeill)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The world is an enchanted place but there's noise distracting us from its, and our, true nature. Writing is an attempt to hear the whispers in the wind.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Apr 2025 11:51am
1st Apr 2025 11:51am
Now you have to pay a fee if you want to talk to me.
In keeping with the spirit of commerce and the age of the fee,
I shall now collect a charge if you wish to speak with me.
It will be double on weekends but cheaper on a Tuesday,
But if someone cuts in, there’s still more you should pay.
Interruptions are charged at two pounds,
Nods of agreement are cut-rate but allowed.
Exchanges of any kind are subject to a toll,
And any interaction will be billed back to you all.
If it’s a problem that our chats are to be capped,
Then how about downloading my latest update or app? ...
I shall now collect a charge if you wish to speak with me.
It will be double on weekends but cheaper on a Tuesday,
But if someone cuts in, there’s still more you should pay.
Interruptions are charged at two pounds,
Nods of agreement are cut-rate but allowed.
Exchanges of any kind are subject to a toll,
And any interaction will be billed back to you all.
If it’s a problem that our chats are to be capped,
Then how about downloading my latest update or app? ...
#culture
#morality
#politics
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Mar 2025 1:43pm
5th Mar 2025 1:43pm
A Modest Return
The dupe prefers a midnight shade to snare a single hide,
Drafts the freely given dark for ends you long denied.
Doesn’t need your genuflection, yet demands your sole attention,
Waited long to seize your mind, your behaviour modified.
Stumble if you want to, but I’ve seen it overtake you,
Now you forfeit what was once true,
For a modest return.
Scriptoriums in dusty hills announce the new diversion,
The flicker show grants its favours to the picture-perfect person,
Flung afar from every platform, deft manoeuvres make us conform,
We can...
Drafts the freely given dark for ends you long denied.
Doesn’t need your genuflection, yet demands your sole attention,
Waited long to seize your mind, your behaviour modified.
Stumble if you want to, but I’ve seen it overtake you,
Now you forfeit what was once true,
For a modest return.
Scriptoriums in dusty hills announce the new diversion,
The flicker show grants its favours to the picture-perfect person,
Flung afar from every platform, deft manoeuvres make us conform,
We can...
#culture
#identity
#morality
#politics
#responsibility
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jan 2025 1:01pm
10th Jan 2025 1:01pm
Now
You have a memory to show you who you owe,
Imagination builds the road to follow,
Senses gist you what you think you know,
Drizzles of persuasion soak you to the bone,
But instinct is not yet overthrown.
‘Now’ is just a nearby port,
A lucky harbour where your time is caught,
But like a slackened vessel, soon unmoored,
Then cast and lost to drifting thoughts,
A murky fog from then it haunts.
Beyond the haze, now there to distract,
There’s still exists a muddle of paths,
Trampled down on your behalf.
Now, find the...
Imagination builds the road to follow,
Senses gist you what you think you know,
Drizzles of persuasion soak you to the bone,
But instinct is not yet overthrown.
‘Now’ is just a nearby port,
A lucky harbour where your time is caught,
But like a slackened vessel, soon unmoored,
Then cast and lost to drifting thoughts,
A murky fog from then it haunts.
Beyond the haze, now there to distract,
There’s still exists a muddle of paths,
Trampled down on your behalf.
Now, find the...
#courage
#gratitude
#hope
#inspirational
#redemption
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Jan 2025 1:11pm
8th Jan 2025 1:11pm
Feed it to the fire.
Shake off all the dead wood,
Chuck it on the fire,
As the wind blows stronger,
The flames climb ever higher.
It’s a mystery that we claim,
When we come into this world,
When we put upon our name,
And learn to shape its words.
All troubles are the allies,
Of the spirits we rely on,
That rough edges do us favours,
That there’s little use denying.
It’s a mystery we accept,
When we’re pulled between the worlds,
When we’re struck by flailing limbs,
With whipping stings, we learn.
Shake off all...
Chuck it on the fire,
As the wind blows stronger,
The flames climb ever higher.
It’s a mystery that we claim,
When we come into this world,
When we put upon our name,
And learn to shape its words.
All troubles are the allies,
Of the spirits we rely on,
That rough edges do us favours,
That there’s little use denying.
It’s a mystery we accept,
When we’re pulled between the worlds,
When we’re struck by flailing limbs,
With whipping stings, we learn.
Shake off all...
#earth
#fate
#luck
#responsibility
#water
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Nov 2024 10:34am
29th Nov 2024 10:34am
The Beauty of the Mystery
They just laughed and said ‘what use little rhymes in the face of cold dust erupting,
What will your words achieve when our machines blister skin’?
‘Nothing’, I say, ‘nothing will be achieved if you’re taking domination as your measure.
All I can do is hold on to the beauty of the mystery.’
‘Look at you, an empty container, grasping and gasping, as the beast finds its feet,
How will holding hands advance the project we’ll soon complete?’
‘It won’t’, I say, ‘but some things trip monsters even when they stomp,
That’s how we reach for the mystery of the...
What will your words achieve when our machines blister skin’?
‘Nothing’, I say, ‘nothing will be achieved if you’re taking domination as your measure.
All I can do is hold on to the beauty of the mystery.’
‘Look at you, an empty container, grasping and gasping, as the beast finds its feet,
How will holding hands advance the project we’ll soon complete?’
‘It won’t’, I say, ‘but some things trip monsters even when they stomp,
That’s how we reach for the mystery of the...
#CallToAction
#humankind
#LifeStruggles
#nature
#technology
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2024 10:13am
22nd Oct 2024 10:13am
Those that stand the tallest here, this world will cause to fall
Taranis chose the fallen night to split the hour that often softens,
Imposing pressure, caressing me, lulling me to feel the call.
Quietly then, he seemed to sigh, soothing me to nurture caution -
‘Those that stand the tallest here, this world will cause to fall’.
Splintered bark, the yawling growl announcing union overlooked,
How slicing struck the scolding grip, splitting, spitting slivered gleams,
Who can trace this instance’ source, now envoy of this stark rebuke,
Or is it invitation only, this sudden thrust to the mouldered dream?
How...
Imposing pressure, caressing me, lulling me to feel the call.
Quietly then, he seemed to sigh, soothing me to nurture caution -
‘Those that stand the tallest here, this world will cause to fall’.
Splintered bark, the yawling growl announcing union overlooked,
How slicing struck the scolding grip, splitting, spitting slivered gleams,
Who can trace this instance’ source, now envoy of this stark rebuke,
Or is it invitation only, this sudden thrust to the mouldered dream?
How...
#LifeCycle
#nature
#storm #trees
#storm #trees
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Aug 2024 3:07pm
6th Aug 2024 3:07pm
Denying TINA
There’s no simple means to cut through,
Little common ground to meet you,
Who could blame me for this situation,
Condemn me for the forced frustration?
I’ll waste my time getting through to you
When there’s more important things to do,
But I’m a knee jerk problem solver
Shall I pull you off or knock you over?
Our spice gets crushed to canteen mash
The message lost in all the rush,
but I just need more than canned sensation.
Let’s serve the truth they fail to mention:
Tricksters challenge yet liars lure,
In...
Little common ground to meet you,
Who could blame me for this situation,
Condemn me for the forced frustration?
I’ll waste my time getting through to you
When there’s more important things to do,
But I’m a knee jerk problem solver
Shall I pull you off or knock you over?
Our spice gets crushed to canteen mash
The message lost in all the rush,
but I just need more than canned sensation.
Let’s serve the truth they fail to mention:
Tricksters challenge yet liars lure,
In...
#manipulation
#politics
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STORY POEM
Published
10th Jul 2024 11:40am
10th Jul 2024 11:40am
The Essential Will Carrie
In this place so caught and cursed by the onset of decline,
In a country marked by loss across her cravings of desire,
Where every ragged step falters lonely on the ledge,
And words from blistered lips recant the wistfulness of fate.
The scars are daily present where the power left the land,
And the lights will only flicker at the shadow of your hand,
Now when winter spreads its rumour there’s no hiding from its claim,
Nor the stifling accusations unconditioned summer brings.
To a fragment of this country where more roamers scratch a...
In a country marked by loss across her cravings of desire,
Where every ragged step falters lonely on the ledge,
And words from blistered lips recant the wistfulness of fate.
The scars are daily present where the power left the land,
And the lights will only flicker at the shadow of your hand,
Now when winter spreads its rumour there’s no hiding from its claim,
Nor the stifling accusations unconditioned summer brings.
To a fragment of this country where more roamers scratch a...
#magic
#mystery
#Romanticism #spiritual
#Romanticism #spiritual
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
5th Jul 2024 10:35am
5th Jul 2024 10:35am
You let this happen
The namesakes’ flesh to be ripped by hidden claw,
Revealed at the behest of the man on the platform.
Impersonal business, devoid. Edicts not to be compromised.
Who could stay a killer’s hand?
It was not the lion that roamed the land.
Babylon. Salvation. Now an eye is on the eastern shore.
Part of a scheme for the human platform.
Personal business, retribution, every woman and child alive.
He sends intelligence back to the base,
Automate the planned disgrace.
Dreaming. The seeded clouds of the starry north,
Shall host the...
Revealed at the behest of the man on the platform.
Impersonal business, devoid. Edicts not to be compromised.
Who could stay a killer’s hand?
It was not the lion that roamed the land.
Babylon. Salvation. Now an eye is on the eastern shore.
Part of a scheme for the human platform.
Personal business, retribution, every woman and child alive.
He sends intelligence back to the base,
Automate the planned disgrace.
Dreaming. The seeded clouds of the starry north,
Shall host the...
#HumanRights
#spiritual
#technology
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DARK POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2024 9:21am
2nd Jul 2024 9:21am
It's Dark. Look at it.
Is this the hill I wish to die on?
Is this the word I should repeat?
I’m still awake to your suggestion,
But some summits are hard to beat.
Can you see this land, be open to the words once spoken aloud?
It’s dark. Look at it.
Just how late it is, is hard to tell,
I’m advancing my retreat,
I’m looking for enchantment here,
In the freedom of the peace.
Walk the shrinking forest, sharing whispers where once there were shouts.
It’s dark. Look at it.
I’m not the first to stumble here,
Or wake up to the wind,...
Is this the word I should repeat?
I’m still awake to your suggestion,
But some summits are hard to beat.
Can you see this land, be open to the words once spoken aloud?
It’s dark. Look at it.
Just how late it is, is hard to tell,
I’m advancing my retreat,
I’m looking for enchantment here,
In the freedom of the peace.
Walk the shrinking forest, sharing whispers where once there were shouts.
It’s dark. Look at it.
I’m not the first to stumble here,
Or wake up to the wind,...
#LifeStruggles
#MyInspiration
#pagan #spiritual
#pagan #spiritual
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