Poetry Corner.

[fasterthanmypuppet]

Go n-éirí an bóthar leat,
Go raibh an ghaoth go brách ag do chúl,
Go lonraí an ghrian go te ar d’aghaidh,
Go dtite an bháisteach go mín ar do phairceanna,
Agus go mbuailimid le chéile arís,
Go gcoinní dia i mbos a láimhe thú.

More a blessing than a poem but so beautiful. May your road rise up to greet you.

geol agus solas

 

[LongDistanceRunner]

The forest creaks and sinks into the mire
A mush of leaves and muck upon the earth
And yet it sets within my soul a fire
A bird foretelling death before rebirth
The rain it drums the leaves a heavy beat
A toll that quiets the mind with every thud
I stand amid the mulch with naked feet
And charge myself connected with the mud
The moss it breathes my toes will intertwine
My fingers grip the stones until they bleed
My blood it runs not red but green with pine
My marrow flows with sap - my amber creed
The mist it hugs my skin and steams my breath
The sun then heats my arms and legs alive
And all around me: Death
And yet I stand here; and I thrive.

 

[LadyOnArooftop]

I pray before I go to sleep,
I pray for a lover who's not a creep
I pray they will love me till the end,
and not end up shagging my best friend
So please God not another creep,
someone who doesn't think before they speak
Who says with a big grin,
open wider so I can get it in
But as I kneel and prey by my bed,
I look at the dork you sent me instead.

 

[LadyOnArooftop]

Sometimes I cry
Sometimes when I'm alone
I cry because I'm on my own
The tears I cry are bitter and warm
They flow with life but take no form
I cry because my heart is torn
and I find it difficult to carry on
If I had an ear to confide in
I would cry among my treasured friends
But who do you know that stops that long
to help another carry on
The world moves fast and it would rather pass you by
than to stop and see what makes you cry
It's painful and sad and sometimes I cry
and no one cares about why
Tupac