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Born in Belfast, Northern Ireland, now living in Cheshire, England. I started to write poetry nine 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}

Monday, 28 April 2014


A necessary reflective state of one's being,
Time set aside from most usual routines.
Space to turn out and turn over one’s lot,
Seeing demands clamour for daily attention.
Gorging oneself on all that moves and shakes,
Stumbling to carry commitments as promised.
Stretching far beyond capabilities of comfort,
Giving more than expectation seeks to receive.
Sustenance eventually depletes its enthusiasm,
Seeking solace and to escape from the demands.
Hibernating inside a place of quiet contemplation,
Secluded by the sanctuary of shelter and well-being.
Eventually a wise note of awakening reveals itself,
An absence has rejuvenated the attitude of mind.
Fresh optimism permeates throughout the return,
Uncluttered environments beckon in view of new hope.

©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 28/04/2014


  1. very true...that space to oneself is an absolute necessity to bloom once again...so well penned Eileen...

  2. This resonates so strongly with me, Eileen. So often I am overloaded with others' demands and require that drawing back into isolation to replenish myself - then I can come back feeling brighter.

  3. I agree, the need to one's personal space has always been a necessary thing for me as well. Without it, we become so depleted, giving becomes a chore instead of a joy. Lovely poem, Eileen.

  4. seeking solace to escape from the demands...that is the essence of my last week...disconnecting and just living a bit....

  5. Bravo to those wise enough to make seclusion when necessary so that the healing can begin. You make the necessity so clear in this poem.

  6. Solace is so important to my well-being.
    I can so relate to this poem, Eileen .
    At the end of the day, after taking care of my granddaughter, I seek quiet.

    Great poem.

  7. We have to take care of ourselves and nurture ourselves. We often neglect to do this don't we? This was beautiful, Eileen.


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