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

Thursday 10 October 2024

Magic...


I love the cool feel of fluffy fallen snow
Glittering crystals gathered in mounds
Sunshine days when sunlight twinkles
Gardens full of sweetly scented flowers
Autumn has a magic recipe of its own
Toffee apples and pumpkin smoothies
Springtime opens forth with birdsong
Daffodils and freshly revived trees
Hearing a favourite song of memories
Music channels worlds of adventure
These days are filled with such positivity
Poetic words flowing as free as a river
Sometimes obstacles get in the way
Noise and mayhem clutter pathways
Those are times when life needs luck
Times to learn magic’s secret formula…

Eileen T O’Neill 10/10/2024

7 comments:

  1. A simple list of "magic's secret formula" that's simply magical and lovely. Beautifully written and a pleasure to read.

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  2. Wonderful description of the magic of nature, Eileen.
    And yes, when poems flow it is pure magic!

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  3. There is a lot of magic in this poem - a magic readily available to us when we have eyes to see it. Lovely, Eileen.

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  4. We do need magic to clear the mayhem of this world... magic beyond the healing of nature and music and poetry!

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  5. I love the beautiful flow of the poem capturing magic that is all around us : natural and man made. Wonderful, Eileen.

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  6. "Sometimes obstacles get in the way
    Noise and mayhem clutter pathways"
    You've captured the magic of the seasons. Another kind of magic might get us to see it despite the obstacles.

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  7. There are so many things that bring us magic. Oh if we would just look and let it in. Beautiful poem

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