Brennan Poems - Poems about Brennan

they said he drained them — not with charm but with a syringe. office door closed, fake smile, real bad smell. the papers called him a vampire. he was worse. blood dripping in tubes, dripping like old beer from busted taps in dead bars at 2 a.m. no bats, no castles, just a slob in a tie, a geek who found horror in a bored suburb. he worked next to...

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Only yesterday it seems Brennan was born, However, today I am so very torn; That night he pitched a very good game, Three hours later, he was shot in the head, Oh what a shame; His life flashed before his very eyes, No more baseball just prayers and cries. When I heard the news Docs said he would die, I threw my hands...

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A splendid actor was the late Walter Brennan. There were so many movies and television shows he was in. One of his characters I would particularly enjoy: That was when he played grandpa Amos McCoy. ...

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Patrick Brennan enters the Craic Pub His wife is at home, twisting her Celtic knot necklace Enticing him to come home early, before he is too far into the cups Gaelic love sent to him courtesy of her Great Grandmother Magda Magda was a female druid, and her essence lingers. She is one of her namesake’s spiritual guides. She follows him...

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Brenda penned a story about Brennan the boatswain in Bermuda Who had bought a Bavaria 43 barque for a sailing adventure. The story began with the ballad of Brennan: 'Come sail with me, on see-saw sea Becapped, bedecked, emblazoned blithely, a blast! Your love becalmed in my arms embrace. All aboard, all in, with my deck I beckon.' As the rollicking tale...

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He will rise in the morning with A can in his hand, wondering -why he left his beloved home. He comforts the streets, park benches, and bars At nights, asking for change -in-between fights. At home, his Irish spirit, he is a star They still sing songs of his glory, -can you hear it from this far? He is neither here nor there,...

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So full of life With a cute little grin Every girls dream Each heart he could win Riding bikes around And playing with his dog He would take him out For a short little jog When he was at school He would talk about cars He would think about planets And how to count stars Boy Scouts was a passion His LIFE badge he earned Now that is not...

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