The Green Lamp....

A strong bout of envy sent them reeling,

Twisting and turning with hatred in mind.

Seething between gritted teeth of steel,

Thick as thieves within their consonance.

Greed and spitefulness drove their actions,

Legalities placed them in echelons of power.

Pieces of tarnished silver and tired antiquities,

Pre-occupied moves between here and there.

Tying up loose ends and bolting down padlocks,

Relativity had lost its relevance and connection.

A discoloured frame held younger years in view,

Its static reverence attuned to passing spectators.

Few chattels gathered into dusty nooks and corners,

Shadows scattered by memories of the green lamp.

 ©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 21/05/2014

Poet’s United Midweek Motif: The Colour Green

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Lost For Words....

Totally rapt in the escape into freedom,

Harsh realities lost in a carefree world.

Child’s play and pretence of being loved,

Being seen and not heard was normality.

Respect and fear both reigned supreme,

One might have wondered but never spoke.

Adulthood was a step into a distant future,

Childhood sheltered ignorance in innocence.

Teenage years never confronted confrontations,

One might have wished but never said so then.

Self-evaluation presents a strange return to mind,

Later years ponder the short comings and shortfall.

Hatred still festers in its resting place for an eternity,

Apprehension found a confidence too late for questions.

One might have challenged if only for a fearful rebuke,

The silent elder’s evil reasoning remains lost for words.

©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 07/05/2014

Poet's United Mid-Week Motif: Children...

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