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Born in Belfast, Northern Ireland, now living in Cheshire, England. I started writing poetry eight years ago, as a hobby. I have enjoyed that new venture very much. My preferences are for long and micro-form poetry styles. A first book of poetry ~ Reason Without Rhyme, was published in December 2013. A second book ~ Fifty Seven Pebbles, was published in September 2015...I am presently compiling the content for my third book. Thank you for visiting my Blog which is regularly updated. COPYRIGHT: The entire copyright and content of this Blog belongs to the author Eileen T O'Neill. Nothing should be copied, reproduced or hosted as per RSS feed by any other party. {This particularly applies to the USA company Feedspot.com} Header Photograph: Ballycastle Beach, County Antrim, Northern Ireland...

Monday, 6 January 2014

Borrowed Times....



Things older and newer have now merged,
Past tenses suddenly altered future positions.
Almost confined to the realms of life’s history,
The annals of memory have just assumed more.
Diaries reveal achievements with great warmth,
Sunnier climes appear in most wondrous images.
Family gatherings recalled with such happiness,
Celebration times march us alongside each other.
The necessary casting out of darker surplus weights,
Hangers-on filed by the appropriate peace of mind.
Old ways called to account and resolutions considered,
New opportunities seek to be unfurled in the year ahead.
Winter days buoyed by fresh intentions yet to be fulfilled,
Times lived between old experiences and new expectations.

©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 06/01/2014

11 comments:

  1. attempt three...

    hey eileen...i like this...i spoke on similar yesterday at church...the things we have to let go of to move on...something we dont always take into consideration when we make resolutions...or if we are taking things away what we replace them with....

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  2. sometimes with out really knowing it we evolve over time... great write..

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  3. Winter days buoyed by fresh intentions yet to be fulfilled,
    Times lived between old experiences and new expectations

    Resolutions unfulfilled are known to have caused brakes in life. But the beauty is that one learns something from them to grace the new expectations. Wonderful write Eileen!

    Hank

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  4. I love the closing line, especially, and the way the title of this poem is just exactly perfect.

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  5. This is just the way life is, Eileen. You caught and held its essence brilliantly.

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  6. And I totally forgot to add that you know I wish you a joyous, exciting and beautiful 2014, Eileen!

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  7. "Past tenses suddenly altered future positions."

    "Times lived between old experiences and new expectations."

    I really, really enjoy how you revisit the second line at the end. Gives a very final, developed punch.

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  8. It's that time of year, isn't it? Lovely writing.
    Pea

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  9. love the closing line .....how wonderfully you've summed up what our life's made of......great write up :)

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  10. Very nicely described, Eileen. It does seem to me, especially at the holiday season, the past and present meet. We celebrate using old traditions, as we look forward to the year to come. Thinking of newness CAN buoy our spirits in the darkest / coldest days of the year!

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  11. I like the appreciation in both looking back and looking forward. Nicely, Eileen.

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