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
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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