The Boy on the Beach No soldiers, no football, no dinosaurs too, No trains, cars or airplanes, or fun he was due, The love and the laughter, the dreams and the joy, All now but memories of that gorgeous boy…
Category: Things That Rhyme
Last Flight
An immigrant’s nightmare, That phone call we dread, Whether out at a movie, Or wrapped up in bed. A quest to go home, To go book that next flight No time for advice, To help through our plight. Things will…
Stand Back from the Sun
No prom dates, no college, No walk down the aisle. No first dance with father, No first tooth-lost smile. No driving a first car, No honk of a horn, No waving from doorways, No fix of hearts torn. No time…
‘Serenity’ By Liam Fitzpatrick.
Looking at the sleeping child. Her tenderness forever sealed In her wondrous state. Loved, not reviled. Her gentle ways and smiles Encapsulate The mysteries of Life And Natures wiles. Why was she chosen To be so pure? Before those of…
New Year Baby
My left, my right. My up, my down. My speech, my sight, My smell, my sound. My heaven, my hell, My sunshine, my rain, My whisper, my yell, My laughter, my pain. My stars, my moon, My sail,…
‘The Spirit of Old Dublin’, A poem by Liam Fitzpatrick.
The Spirit of Old Dublin Cathedral shadow, from moonlight’s gleam, casts a shape on world serene. This ghost of Swift through gardens green walks the park at midnight. My spirit moves, on paths now bare. With dormant life…