niamh

niamh May 2016

I beg you dear father,
Please do not scold.
I was a good boy -
Did what I was told.
I held my fear,
I kept my head
And when he was near
I shot him dead.

Then a bullet found me
And as I fell
On a one way ticket
To my personal hell,
I looked at my enemy
And thought of you.
Realized we all bleed red.
Who knew?

May 2016

cgembry

Revive me like the grass

Waters pour
From clouds on high
Restoring life
To a world so dry

I long to be reborn
Like the grass and grain
So I kick off my shoes
To dance with the rain

#dance #rain #grass #revive

niamh May 2016

The lost rose

For tears that fall
On hollow cheeks
When the weeks feel like years
And the years feel like weeks.

And you sit by a grave
Where the roses grow
But the rose that you seek
Is buried below.

You have my heart
Heavy with sorrow
For the velvet rose
With no tomorrow.

Absolutely over the moon (if a little shocked) to see that this piece made the daily. Thank you all so much for your comments - I promise to reply to you all individually at some point soon. It was an extremely emotional, difficult, but ultimately cathartic write. Dedicated to our wee Shane, who we will never forget ***

niamh Apr 2016

The dream

In my dreams you came,
as if you had never gone,
carrying branches
with buds still closed.
Paralysed
with awe
I could not stop you leaving.
I woke.
Shaken to the core.
I could not stop you leaving.

niamh Apr 2016

White Feathers

In dreams we dance,
under a sweet pastel sky,
where the sun sets the mountains ablaze.
And the birds long to nest,
but are loathe to leave,
and the broken buds
and the beautiful souls
are carried on an eternal wind.
And the feathers that fall
are white.