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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...

Thursday, 16 April 2015

Foolhardy Notions....




The craziness in moments of madness and daring,
Sensibilities cast aside like yesterday’s broadsheet.
Accepting the face value of a passing opportunity,
Honesty etched into the dimples of crafty Frank.
Seizing gullible offerings and drowning in stupidity,
Yards of invisible thread weaving the next tall tale.
Buttery fingers dipping excitedly into a hornet’s nest,
Unprepared but too excited to anticipate the dangers.
Leaping with an erstwhile lover while misfortune lurks,
Longings immersed only in the sad imagining of dreams.
Tossing aside a modicum of certainty for the whatever,
Harbouring flimsy promises upon fair-weather gains.
Seeing skywards rainbows of black and white negativity,
Hues of greyness fade when rose tinted glasses vanish.
Celebrity clamours over and under itself to be recognised,
Mirrors overburdened by deluded images of foolhardiness.



©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 16/04/2015

Poets United Mid-Week Motif: ‘Foolishness.’

7 comments:

  1. There are some people for whom every stepping stone is fraught with danger...they don't understand only a little bit of honesty would do them a world of good...sigh...pearls of wisdom here Eileen :)

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  2. Each couplet reads like an aphorism--very crisp and well played! I especially like your characterization of the villain: "Honesty etched into the dimples of crafty Frank."

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  3. The rose tinted glasses vanishing sounds like one of the final blows...I am glad that crafty Frank finally had a comedown.

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  4. Yoiks, re the buttery fingers dipping into the hornet's nest - you have pictured some great examples here, Eileen.

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  5. Enjoyed this, Eileen. I especially like the observation about celebrity, as their thirst for attention, (and what they resort to in quenching it), never seems to cease.

    Poppy

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  6. Your poetry has something that everybody can always relate to
    Thanks always Eileen for sharing your gift ...

    Wishing you a lovely weekend xx

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  7. You capture the simultaneous positives and negatives of such an attitude. :)

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