Fergal Poems | Examples

Serengeti

The night 
        African 
             Wild
On the Serengeti plains 
              A pride of lions 
Hunting under the cover 
                    Of darkness 
         Their keen senses 
    Heightened and alert 
And with excellent night vision 
          The lions infiltrate
     A herd of wildebeest 
Huddled together against the night 
            Against the lions 
Against the ripping claws 
          And piercing teeth 
And isolate a young calf
That becomes easy prey 
For the hungry lions, 
The night 
        African 
             Wild
On the Serengeti plains...


             W.A CHOLT Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2022.


              5/9/22

Poisonous Ideologies

Stalin cared nothing for his people 
Mao Zedong was likewise 
Cruel and brutal tyrants 
Who slaughtered millions of their own people. 

And now let those who espouse the ideals 
Of communism, marxism, socialism and globalism
Learn the truth from the blood soaked landscape 
Of the twentieth century 
And listen to the haunting cries 
Of countless millions who have died...


        W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2022.

         3/9/22

Laughter

He impregnated the silence 
       With laughter 
       Simple, effusive 
Loud and contagious laughter. 


           W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2022.

            31/8/22

Time

Should time eradicate all my fears and doubts 
The painful memories of my troubled past 
The cruel and biting words from unfriendly mouths 
And grant inner peace and contentment at last, 
Should time with a kind and generous hand 
Grant fortune and favour among friends and family 
Health and happiness and prosperity in the land 
And thereafter the rewards of heaven for all eternity, 
But time is not a kind and caring father 
Subject to the whims and desires of man
It does not create or sustain the natural order 
Although bound to the will of his divine plan,
   No, time is an ever changing moment that swiftly passes 
   In which we count all our gains and all our losses. 


             W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2022.

             20/8/22

Hell

Condemned to a place of darkness 
Beneath the molten surface of the earth 
Full of wailing screams and cries, utter distress 
Of wretched souls tormented by the second death, 
Conscious of all that led them here
To this dreadful place 
The sin, the pride, the anger and fear
The greed, the lies, the shame and disgrace, 
And with no hope of ever escaping 
The righteous and solemn judgements 
Of Christ our Lord and King
The poor wretched soul that never repents,
   This divine truth the scriptures plainly tell 
   The path we follow leads either to heaven or to hell.


                 W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2022.

                  15/8/22

To Shakespeare

Was his spirit destined to write 
The great poet crafting his verse 
Words of beauty and profound insight 
That time and posterity should rehearse, 
Was it the power of his imagination 
Creating drama, intrigue, murder and revenge 
And whatever vices lead to condemnation 
In the wayward hearts of mortal men,
No, not this or anything else 
But that God ordained spirit 
That creates of itself 
Things divine, mysterious, dark and nondescript, 
   Endowed with gifts from heaven above 
   His timeless art of life and love. 


             W.A CHOLT.  Copyright Fergal O Reilly 

              12/8/22

Biology

It's a scientific fact 
That biology is an empirical source of truth 
And no amount of ideological attacks 
Will ever change that. 

        W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2022.

         30/4/22

Distant Longing

Have all the water fountains run dry
Is the land desolate forever 
And what of that great city Jerusalem 
Mount Zion, the habitation of our God.


             W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2022.

              25/4/22

Visitation

I don't remember if the invitation 
Came late at night or early in the morning, 
If I arrived by carriage 
Or if I made my way on foot 
To the palace entrance, 
If the royal guards escorted me inside or not, 
This I do not know. 
All I remember is standing before the King 
And listening to his furious words of condemnation, 
Words that weighed heavily on the hearts and minds
Of everyone present, 
Words that I dare not repeat outside the palace walls. 
Yes, I was there 
And I heard the King speak. 


            W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2021


             28/3/22. Partly inspired by Revelation 16: 1-2 kjv.

Said Before

Said before 
Wasted words 
Nothing more 
Alone now 
In the silence 
In the darkness 
Nightfall 
Day's end
Life's end 
Consigned to the grave 
Said before 
Wasted words 
Nothing more 


      W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2022


       26/3/22

Death Is a Monster

Death is a monster 
With a thousand arms 
A thousand legs 
A million eyes 
A huge cavernous mouth 
Filled with black broken teeth,
Death is a monster. 


            W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2019.

             22/3/22

Moment

In this temporal, fleeting moment 
Who can think of eternity?

                   W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly.  2022

                    17/3/22

Little Frog

Yes, little frog 
You were floating downstream 
On the surface of a giant leaf
Carried along by the swift current 
Navigating your way around 
The thick forrest of weeds 
And through the dense undergrowth 
That runs along the water's edge 
Pursued by the hungry pike
Narrowly escaping from the jaws of death 
You were swept downstream 
Towards the mouth of the great river
Where all journeys begin and end, 
And yes, the heavens were smiling down 
On that fateful day 
As you set forth on a voyage 
Of adventure and discovery 
Leaving behind the amphibious dreams 
Of a little tadpole
Spawned in the mucous-laden  stream,
And yes, this is the way that life happens 
It's always some conflict between the past
And the present 
Some upheaval of the soul
To overcome the fearful moment
And escape into the future 
With all its hopes and dreams 
Waiting to be fulfilled, 
Round the circuit of the unknown world 
And into the great mystery that lies ahead, 
A little frog 
Floating downstream 
On the surface
Of a giant leaf. 


       W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly.  2021

         26/2/22

Poetry

But poetry has its own voice 
Sometimes loud and clear 
Like a lion roaring in the jungle 
Crying out against injustice 
Oppression, tyranny and fear, 
Sometimes quiet and gentle 
Like a whisper floating in the air 
A calm voice of comfort 
In a world of dark despair, 
Yes, poetry has its own voice 
Like music or drama 
Played out on the stage 
The composition of the soul 
Reflected on the page. 


              W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2021

               28/8/21

On the Farm

A pregnant ewe
With a prolapsed uterus 
And the lambing season 
Hasn't even begun
Such are the problems 
That confront us here on the farm
As we tend the livestock 
Till the land and plant seeds, 

    Waiting for the harvest to arrive. 


         W.A CHOLT.  Copyright Fergal O Reilly.  2021

          9/8/21

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