Submissions by Vferry (vpf)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Soft Days Gone
In a piss of a mood
bored as hell
In a town so gray and lifeless
A sideways rain
Soft days long gone
Rest relics frail and the spineless
Oh where should we go?
Learned like A, B, C’s,
For schoolboys bent for somewhere
Oh where should we go?
Repeat after me
Beyond the boggers and their swine
Oh where should we go?
Now said just by me
A promise ordained for darkness
The jukebox plays
The Rare Old Times
Heavy heads nod ‘n sway along
Circle the tracks
Of rosary...
bored as hell
In a town so gray and lifeless
A sideways rain
Soft days long gone
Rest relics frail and the spineless
Oh where should we go?
Learned like A, B, C’s,
For schoolboys bent for somewhere
Oh where should we go?
Repeat after me
Beyond the boggers and their swine
Oh where should we go?
Now said just by me
A promise ordained for darkness
The jukebox plays
The Rare Old Times
Heavy heads nod ‘n sway along
Circle the tracks
Of rosary...
#depression
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#lyrics
#emptiness
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Young Cavan Town
Where the road becomes a lane
Memories color the ivy a younger green
Laughter plays in the shadows of the White Fir
And for a moment everything that was is born again
Memories color the ivy a younger green
Laughter plays in the shadows of the White Fir
And for a moment everything that was is born again
#happiness
#home
#nature
#memories
#nostalgia
408 reads
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Unturned Stone
The unturned stone
Once danced on river beds
Crashing into the sound
Untamed with no regrets
Cutting its teeth
Skipping through the years
Holding in the shallows
Before dry shores come near
Planted without roots
A greatness never known
Life’s best untold stories
Lie beneath the unturned stone
Once danced on river beds
Crashing into the sound
Untamed with no regrets
Cutting its teeth
Skipping through the years
Holding in the shallows
Before dry shores come near
Planted without roots
A greatness never known
Life’s best untold stories
Lie beneath the unturned stone
#secrets
#learning
#aging
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Clew Bay
In the tide that pushes time
Onto shores of lost convictions
Drowning in their pissed filled pride
With the sinners and contradictions
Sink like the stone
That you casted as a penance
Go hypocrites with your politics
Dive deep for your forgiveness
Go Grab the tail of the rolling sun
Burn your hand with all its stains
Then take them to the waters
The healing waters of Clew Bay
Onto shores of lost convictions
Drowning in their pissed filled pride
With the sinners and contradictions
Sink like the stone
That you casted as a penance
Go hypocrites with your politics
Dive deep for your forgiveness
Go Grab the tail of the rolling sun
Burn your hand with all its stains
Then take them to the waters
The healing waters of Clew Bay
#forgiveness
#sun
#hypocrisy #morality
#hypocrisy #morality
486 reads
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Garden of High Crosses
There’s a garden of High Crosses
beneath ragged robin and bog cotton
Where crawling scrub decides
Who’s to be remembered or forgotten
Yet purple bells of the heather
Ring out to magpies a sweet surrender
As the lone marsh marigold stands
In silent prayer to remember
No more lament for the losses
No more golden tears will fall
Only the wild flowers of the garden
and the silent prayer of the marigold
beneath ragged robin and bog cotton
Where crawling scrub decides
Who’s to be remembered or forgotten
Yet purple bells of the heather
Ring out to magpies a sweet surrender
As the lone marsh marigold stands
In silent prayer to remember
No more lament for the losses
No more golden tears will fall
Only the wild flowers of the garden
and the silent prayer of the marigold
#grief
#memorial
#graveyard
360 reads
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