Jun 24 2009

Prince Jack

Published by Jay under Rambling



IMG_0344, originally uploaded by Jason O’Leary.

A born performer?

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Jun 11 2009

Why do I always? - Midnight Meetings

Published by Jay under Poetry, Rambling, Why do I always?

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The Faeries came again last night.

They took me out to dance.

Around the silver birch we went,

Beneath the moon we pranced.

 

They asked me if I’ll leave this world.

I said ‘when I have done’.

They told me I could live with them,

Beneath that other sun.

 

They have a land both far and near.

Where dreams they can come true.

Deep within I long to see that land,midnight_pic

Do you feel that longing too?

 

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Jun 08 2009

Why do I always? - But for……

Published by Jay under Poetry, Rambling, Why do I always?

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If I’d never seen the dream in your eyes.

If I’d never walked the path of your smile.

Then my eyes would hold no dream at all.

My feet would walk a path of sorrow.

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Jun 04 2009

Why do I always? - Death Song

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Don’t bury me down

Under the ground.

Left to rot in darkness.

Rather, burn my husk,

In the morn or at dusk.

So my soul may travel onwards.

 

Neither weep nor keen,

or cry my name.

Least sorrow shroud my passing.

Rather raise a glass,

To times gone past.

In the Otherlands I’ll hear you laughing.

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Jun 02 2009

Why Do I always? - A sunset walk in the country (by a city person)

Published by Jay under Poetry, Rambling, Why do I always?

A sunset walk in the country (by a city person)

A cow, stood on the hillside.

The fiery sun sank behind it.

The beauty of the moment struck me deeply.

I looked the cow in the eye, as

Something passed between us,

And called it lunch.

A sunset walk in the country (by a city person)

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Mar 05 2009

Whilst you were sleeping

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Some terrible poetry to go with my equally terrible prose.  As I have quite my course, deciding not to study for the moment, I felt I should sit down and try to write a little bit everyday.

So here is a little bit;

As the poor politicians, snuggled deep in their sleep

A terrible monster to their houses did creep

It stole all the money and drank all the oil

It ate all the food, or caused it to spoil.

It laid waste to markets and houses and jobs,

Leaving us nothing but politicians sobs

As they awoke to the fact that their dreams were just that.

They cried for the dreams on which the monster had shat!

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Mar 03 2009

Just to (re)break the ice

Published by Jay under Rambling

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Nov 13 2008

Bad hair day…

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Bad hair day…, originally uploaded by Jason O’Leary.

Jason

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Nov 13 2008

When sister visits…..

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When sister visits….., originally uploaded by Jason O’Leary.

Jason

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Nov 13 2008

No pressure to study leads to lack of posts

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The proof they say is in the pudding

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