Invention....

It’s never quite clear if it is as it appears to be,

Veneers of words and illusion work very well.

The mechanics and machinery of opportunity,

Hasten any sole reservations into acceptance.

An accelerated push towards this betterment,

Yesterday’s new world, cast away before dusk.

History’s actions written in snatches of brevity,

Preened and presented in this tidy new order.

One wonders if certain events really happened,

The reinvention of what never really was before.

No longer is absolute truth held in high esteem,

A dry-cleaned version may suffice circumstances.

Idealistic challenges test and try personal resolve,

What was once wrong is now right and acceptable.

Proclivities of the absurd and aberrant dominate,

Dramatic changes now redirect entire references.

Traditions and values are fast becoming defunct,

One keeps one’s own faith and ways under a hat.

Future generations will regard today as antiquated,

Old teachings presented in a modern assemblage.

©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 31/05/2015

All Kinds of Everything....

Daffodils bring the first welcome of springtime,

Yellow tones brighten that post-winter gloom.

Roses snuggle close to the heart of the matter,

Red buds and petals express a special message.

Bluebells seek sunlight within dark shady glades,

Mythological violet-blue trumpets heavily scented.

Poppy fields bring remembrance for those who fell,

Brave souls lost in the endless madness of warfare.

Wreaths entwined with the love felt in times of loss,

Sometimes words are scarcely enough as expression.

Balmy summer evenings walking in the meadowlands,

Buttercups with buttery enquiries underneath chins.

Cowslip and primrose cluster within clumps of clover,

Daisies play peek-a-boo with hours of erstwhile fun.

The elegance and the beauty decorates heath and dale,

Hedgerows of sweet honeysuckle and bramble ramble.

Dandelions were childhood offerings picked into posies,

Floral gifts so lovingly given and never considered weedy.

©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 27/05/2015

 Poets United Mid-Week Motif: ‘Weeds/ Weediness.’

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Soliloquy of Faith....

In childhood it was belief with total innocence,

No questioning or instances of elders disrespect.

Simply, blind faith filled with the flames of fear,

Man-made rules sought to punish and ridicule.

Steadfast until reasoning raised its own doubts,

Infallibility was eventually placed on shaky ground.

Hypocritical men and women of the cloth exposed,

Stifling acts of cruelty and duplicity in dark recesses.

Pontificating from pulpits whilst traumatising souls,

Catechismal canon and doctrines have crumbled away.

Centuries of old habits hidden within terse teachings,

Modernised or erased to appease a fading popularity.

One now expects to set aside what once was mortal,

Sinfulness diluted or deleted has new celebrity status.    

Individually, seeking truth is a perilous consideration,

Perhaps a soliloquy of prayer returns more assurance.

©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 24/05/2015

Knowing Happiness....

So many great blessings are recounted over time,

One by one joy and goodness often come to mind.

Placing trust upon pathways of fortuitous choices,

Remuneration shares its many benefits and gifts.

At times when the veil of darkness appears to fall,

It affords a timely contemplation before its clarity.

Isolation can be a very chilly perspective of location,

Warmth of invite and embrace can offer a belonging.

Reviewing the characters framed in old photographs,

Their fun captured in smiling faces of days long gone.

Huddled together on a cool evening telling tall tales,

Laughter lines and eyes alert to the jovial ambience.

Walking on golden sands hand in hand with real love,

Leaving footprints and collecting oceans of memories.

Each new dawn brings thanks for further opportunities,

Happiness reveals itself throughout the passage of life.

©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 19/05/2015

Poets United Mid-Week Motif: Happiness…

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Waves and Hugs....Andalucía

The very thought of you ripples these words,

Flapping and tripping over slippery tongues.

Imagining the imaginable in your presence,

Embraced by the charm you await me with.

It’s easy to excite boredom when you invite,

Our near rendezvous sends my heart aflutter.

Cherished memories connect our separation,

Your handsome world has inspired my muse.

Perched high above the world of monotony,

I seclude myself within the confines you offer.

Snatched times at ease in this togetherness,

Your sunny location oozes warmth and beauty.

Trivialities seem less fraught in this sanctuary,

I hug your being and defer waves of goodbyes.

©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 13/05/2015

Poets United Mid-Week Motif: ‘Waves.’  Andalucía

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