Everyday Living...

Almost every day seems to be off track

Eyes see a half-skewed version of life

Whilst this reality remains out of focus

It’s now so much further from the truth

Than anyone could have ever imagined

Consequences of actions don’t trouble

Bravado is the new kind of governance

It seems that dreams and nightmares

Have perhaps exchanged their positions

Everyday living is an undefined curiosity…

Eileen T O’Neill 09/10/2019 

http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2019/10/poets-united-midweek-motif-everyday.html?m=1

Vigilance...

Experience and hindsight attach many cautious notes to life

Hard lessons learnt and sorely remembered tend to remain

Mature voices of wisdom sought to instil their tales of woe

While I in my juvenile world, had to test and try warnings

I knew an iron was very hot, but I just had to feel the burn

It’s sometimes hard to fathom the reasoning or stupidity

When untold advisories are blatantly and flagrantly broken

Boundaries are wilfully crossed and dangers are revealed

Some need to taste many poisonous concoctions of evil

In order to verify that they are not at a social disadvantage

Blindly following celebrity trends of wild and crazy living

Such fallout brings pain to broken relationships and homes

Within this world we find ourselves surrounded by mistakes

The dire consequences of ignoring the perils of disrespect

Oceanic life and nature’s very existence is at immense risk

If we fail to heed tell-tale signs indicating our own demise…

Eileen T O’Neill 18/09/2019

http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2019/09/poets-united-midweek-motif-vigilance.html

Gardens...

Nature’s earthy place of heavenly contentment

Hearts souls and minds find a lifestyle balance

Simply for feeling the earth’s soil beneath feet

Floral perfumes tantalise artists' imaginations

As they seek to replicate the blooming vistas

Where even weeds can transform loneliness

Such magnificence forms a place of placidity

An earthly paradise marked by individuality…

Eileen T O’Neill 19/06/2019

http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2019/06/poets-united-midweek-motif-gardens.html

Bridges and Walls...

I once lived in a city with bridges and walls

Some to connect and the others to divide

In Belfast they call those walls peace lines

It allows communities to live by partition

Behind dark walls hearts remain fractured

Peace lives within habits of mutual suspicion

Old hatreds fester to poison next generations

Some reach out to try and build a better future

Constructed from new trust and cultural respect

Old hatreds still exist when neighbours live apart

Political bridges have been rebuilt from words

Many have met in the middle to repair tensions

It’s so much easier to share life’s opportunities

When both sides can be clearly seen by everyone…

Eileen T O’Neill 12/06/2019

http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2019/06/poets-united-midweek-motif-bridge.html?m=1