H O’Neill

Slowly raising our gaze Heart lowers sharp As we meet A reflection we forgot we knew Dark, off black Bluish lipped Beady red eyes Ill equipped To face its own dark realities Uncertainly We move forward Don’t worry Worried? Worry faster lock the ports ? the borders ? Certainly your door though Inwardly seeking For … Continue reading H O’Neill

Lock-down.

Too much pressure Too much time Too much uncertainty Too much to climb . Too many emotions Not enough space  A clogged up brain With only time to waste  . Deeply stored frustrations New triggers to entice Past projections fog Is it so hard to just be nice? . With so much confusion  Leaving it … Continue reading Lock-down.

Pandemic Poetry

Covid-19 It seemed so far away almost untrue, Will it get nearer, when will it affect you? Infectious by nature, infectious by name, Human population all thinking the same. A shift in energy for better or for worse? Media have portrayed it as if it’s a curse. With a fever and cough just like a … Continue reading Pandemic Poetry