Online Poetry Publication - Arts Office Kilkenny County Council
White knuckles clutch my sheets as a silent sob leaves my open gob. My body curls up as if I had been shot. The silent hateful voices echo in my skull as I’m pushed into a familiar pit of self hatred. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it please. End it now, make this crap go […]
It was steam between them no doubt, Indifferently waiting for a kettle to boil. She obviously liked her tea. He saw it in her smile From the other room – Lopsided and firm and Warmed in marmalade windows. She was the garden lady, One dog and a candle-lit bathroom. It’s the strangest thing, Chrysanthemum and […]
On a warm summer morning As the sun began to rise I walked onto my balcony And looked around in surprise All the flowers I had planted All the animals around me Every strand of grass These things I can no longer see Instead there are tanks There are guns, there are knives There is […]
Let’s start at school, “the best years of your life” Never once told about the efforts and strife At this strange age where u can be fueled by rage You begin to think it’s all bad But don’t stress, do not get sad For the years you concentrate on all that’s shite You miss all […]
Standing on the pitch with your hurl in your hand, Remembering all the tactics your coach has planned, The shouting, the screaming and the whistle blows – But what’s going through my head, nobody knows. Is it in my head, Or is playing something that I dread, The pressure of the game, If we lose […]
I’ve found it. The soothing balm to burning hate, A method free from crude debate, The key to peace we can create, It’s Kindness. I need it. When I’m confronted by these strangers’ faces, Shrinking, feeling out of place, A smile would slow my heart’s fast pace, Just Kindness. I feel it. When I’m surrounded […]
Beauty What is beauty? Only words our mother says To keep us happy While she doesn’t see it herself ‘My thighs are too big’ ‘Cheeks are too red’ She looks in the mirror As we cry in our beds Her hands hold mine I look into her eyes I tell her the truth I can […]
An escape world is one everyone seeks, How lucky I am to have my own, Five times a day with me and my lord. The feeling of serenity that I feel Is one that starts and finishes my day. How I wish you could feel what I do, From putting my head to the ground […]
you are walking down old jones road hats scarfs and headbands you are marching behind the artane boys’ band you are climbing the steps of the hogan stand to lift the liam mccarthy you are playing for your county
From sliotars being hit around a wet, cold pitch, Until some fool hits it into the deep, dark ditch. Long hours doing homework in the lonely cold night, To the rapid retreat of the hard day light. Marooned in the claret and the white of Clara, In my sister’s high heels and me Mam’s mascara. […]
Isn’t it weird how you can be breathing one minute And not the next, How it can just stop? You never know when you last breath is going to be, It could happen any minute. How you use your last breath, that’s what’s weird. Do you use it to say goodbye? Do you use it […]
It was a lazy Sunday. Getting up late was a seldom treat, The day living up to its name as my eyes squinted at opening the blind. I decided to go for a walk, looking for something to write. I heard the distant sound of a car so I automatically stepped off the road. An […]