H. O’Neill

Learning that time heals everything Time measured By the Defected heartbeats Accompanying every Lonely sunset By all the Broken nights Touched by the cold side of the bed By Changing pressures And evolution By The hairs wrenched searching For all the solutions By the sore bones that shape each gaits hobble By the lethargic minds … Continue reading H. O’Neill

A Mother’s Anxiety

How did I not know? How did I miss the signs? How did I not notice? Was there not a change in her voice? Did she not lose the twinkle in her eye? How could I not see the torment she was suffering inside? Was I so absorbed in my own life? Fooled by her … Continue reading A Mother’s Anxiety

Self-Doubt; Sit With Me.

Evil, sly, existence Living somewhere within Your sludge deep inside of me Navigating my path with your sins. So self righteous and destructive Such a nightmare to endure I start to create, then somehow, end up a pathetic pile on the floor. Release me from your grips Those claws imbedded in my brain Set me … Continue reading Self-Doubt; Sit With Me.

Note To Self…

  I must remember that I,  the self,  does not exist. . It’s just a concept . I am everything around me I am consciousness  I am awareness . All of the things used to describe me belong to themselves I am not attached to ‘the self’ I am simply this...     I am … Continue reading Note To Self…

Symptomatic

Dull ache and pressure felt in my chest, The only remedy to sit down and rest. Ribs feeling bruised, aching and sore, Headache hard breathing impossible to ignore. A wave of symptoms followed by a calm, Of no symptoms at all this virus is no harm. And then all of a sudden from out of … Continue reading Symptomatic

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

Stressed.

Pressure builds  Reality fades Brain clogged up  Nothing left to gain  . A continuous flow Of subliminal messages Never enough  Living up to external images . Taking on more than what is Frantic Exhausted The future takes hold Controlled  Haunted  . Expectations win Reality takes a seat No time to think  Heart skips a beat … Continue reading Stressed.

Good grief girl

Good grief girl What are you doing What are you saying What did you expect Your wiles are unkempt and all showing This is not what’s required of your sex You are lacking in decorum You are devoid of grace There is a distinct air of derision Writ, quite blatant all over your face There … Continue reading Good grief girl

Today.

  Believing it’s what we need Rather than what we want Tricked into thought With an unnecessary response. Whilst the world burns down The seas continue to rise Ignorant people follow suit Living out their foolish lies. Deadlines must be met But for who?  Or why?  Generations of rushed people Never a break Too busy … Continue reading Today.

H. O’Neill

Can’t sit Mind walks. Can’t walk Mind flies. Can’t fly Mind sits, Sinks and cries.   - H. O'Neill - Jack Hare (photograph)