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Unseeking Seeker
Our Last Thought
Poetry Contest
28 April 2021
One last final thought before
i depart
God help me
I never in life believed in you
But please forgive me
Let me in
And please look after me
For i did not know what i did
And promise i will abode in
future
Have learned my lesson
And will leave and forego all
of my selfish ways if you are
willing to let me
Whilst simultaneously firmly
pressed fingers crossed
behind me just incase
To hedge my bets
You are not willing to accept me
And i am left stuck in purgatory
With the lift in need of
repair and out of order and
the stairwell is firmly locked
shut chained up
So i can't go up or go down either
way
And that's my final thought
Why this is my tale
Of my family tree and roots
The what and where
My Gaelic Celtic
Surname origins came
Straight out of my Liverpool home
Retracing my heritage right back to
The emerald island of Eire
Galway Bay
And the Wild Atlantic Way
Which paved the way
Where the
Ferocious O'Flaherty
Clan initially began and surname came
To Aughnanure Castle
On the shores of the Drimneen river
Where I myself have never previously been
Which I aim to put right and address
Because as they say and it's said
In order to know where you are going
You need at 1st to know
There fom whence you came
If no other reason
Apart from maybe just incase
In death you may well be returned
Indexed alphabetically under ones surname
Mine begining with the letter
" F '"
Moto and Meaning
Fortune Favors the Brave
Bright Rulers
Ferocious in both
Spirit and namesake
Dear Diary
I know because I have been forewarned
That when my name is brought up
and I am mentioned and
referenced in certain other people's
company
Some people choose to refer to me as
isn't he funny but not meant as or
to be complimentary
But rather as they think I am joke and
meant to be a poke
Which only serves to prove to me I
am exactly where I am supposed to
and wish to be
Because if they spoke of me or held
me in high regard or thought we held
similar opinions or points of view
Then I fear I would have to take a
long hard look at myself and revaluate
who I think and believe I am
The type of person who much prefer
to gossip about other people when
they are soundly out of earshot behind
their back's
Who wouldn't dare spout anything but
praise if standing right in front of them
whilst simultaneously avoiding all forms
of eye contact just incase they see the
white's or color of their eyes
So Dear Diary please promise me that
you will never to constantly remind me
every time I decide to make a fresh entry
To remind me that life is not a popularity
contest based solely upon good looks an
alarming lack of intelligence or morals
and character
But rather being able to look oneself
in the eye and being able to sleep at night
So gladly please feel free to poke away
and think of me as joke it's merely
water off a duck's back to me
And ditto same , same here , here right
back at you
I think you're funnier than I am or could
ever be difference being
I am actually trying to be which
is ironic because sadly you aren't
color pickets
match the days away
when hours fade
there's no feel left to persuade
you know more than me
that you do
But i know who it is
beneath the scars
the fancy lights
the impervious dark
no matter what your poetry says
it's undone
and your songs will sing themselves
unfinished
until they become desperate enough
to turn to vinyl plagues
and if you were to feel contagious
i guess i could move you along
and if you were to feel contagious
I guess i could shoot you a call
no sense in wishing
what you cannot say
i kiss you well
curse me
your days of hell
to see your thoughts unshelved
is a catalog i've wanted less
sidewalks and broken bones
unskin your knees
the little fees
that bring about such doubt
color pickets
match the days away
i'm holding on to
all i've ever known
little thoughts of you
incase you move along
and if you were to feel contagious
i guess i could move you along
and if you were to feel contagious
I guess i could shoot you a call
move along now
move along
"you see the chalk, I see the paintings along the way"
When the team was supposed to be resting for the next game in the Regional Championships. We rented e scooters to make our trip worth it
The feeling of the torn off handle bar slamming against my palm as I jump the curb with a 30lbs hunk of metal.
Two wheeled vehicles becoming the staple of our extracurricular endeavors.
Some afternoons we even got our assistant coach to go on rides with us incase we ever needed an alibi down the road
Boba and Smoothie shops were his go to.
Until our starting midfielder tried to do a wheelie with our acai bowls losing two in the process
When we were supposed to be resting for the next game in the National Championship
One night we while trying to network ourselves to colleges we ended up at a Boise State dorm
Trying to explain to local students that we couldn't join them in going to the frat next door was very challenging at the time
In the early morning we went on a joyride to eventually be chased by local security guards after passing them at an unreasonable speed
Bangin up our starting defenders knee in the process
The night after winning said tournament
We went to the market to get snacks
Only to decide to host a poker tournament in of our hotel rooms with the team nextdoor
Lets just say the night ended with more I owe you’s than big winners
Zee and Dee could not get along for two seconds in class.
The teacher was hanging off a cliff by her worn down teeth.
I said I would try to figure it out.
Zee was super angry with Dee.
He could not stop yelling about it.
Dee and Zee came into my room together.
Dee casually mentioned they are brothers.
Zee is angry because ten months ago, his mother sent him away.
And she kept Dee.
I have a feeling this is not something a school counselor can solve.
I asked permission to tell their teacher they are brothers.
They were adamantly opposed to this.
No idea why
But I am keeping my mouth shut,
so, I can learn more
incase there is a next time.
Last night a great heaviness
fell through the roof
dropping like a boat anchor into my dreaming mind.
It was sentient,
a being as hard as steel and massively stupid.
I felt its dumb confusion, its awkward alarm,
I winced as it lumbered around my head-space
crashing into my own startled thoughts
though I realized on some level of awareness
that I was still living in a bad dream.
The brutishly bulky being wanted answers,
I wanted answers, the dream had no answers.
Eventually that solid hulking creature gave up
turning my inner-state over and smashing
my neuronal workings over its big stony head.
Oblivion took us both.
When daylight unveiled the long night
I looked about me
the bedroom was not ransacked
but my brain was blinking on ‘check engine’ light,
and something was still asleep
on the backseat of my mind.
Tonight I will take a strong drink and 2 Ambien
incase its guttural snoring, or its chaotic dreams
wakes me up again.
"There is unimaginable beauty in his reaction when he sees you, even if it is the twentieth time today. " The Poet.
Is it possible to see any sight more beautiful that this ?
Do glance again incase there is some feature you may miss.
The smooth sleek wrinkles over his nose.
The gesture of alertness as he strikes a pose.
His handsome head firmly rests on the ground.
Such elegance and poise simply abound.
The epitome of beauty and regal charm.
The mere sight of him makes me feel warm and calm.
Having such beauty roaming the house is a delight.
His soft gentle eyes, follow me from morning til night.
It's so easy to love a creature as beautiful as this.
A privilege to be honoured by his special doggy kiss.
Our daughter doesn't behold him in the same light.
Without the same vision, her perception isn't right.
She lives far away - doesn't live here with us.
She says, about our beautiful Brix while making a fuss:
He looks like he had a head on collision with a bus.
Age is giving him a debonair, distinguished touch of grey.
He enjoys his beauty sleep most of the day.
Apart from the sound of a cheese wrapper he has few interferences,
So he can spend his time keeping up his pristine appearances.
He has always been a rare beauty, even now that he is older.
So its hard to believe that beauty is only in the eye of the beholder.
Watching the Olympics news
coverage today
Sadly this is the conclusion
i came to afterwards
Our British male duo won gold
in the synchronized diving event
Brilliant yes of course an
unbelievable achievent
But given more than any other
sport the clue being in the name
It should be equal appreciation
and praise for each as without
the other winning is simply
an impossibility
So how come then i know who
Tom Daley is but don't even know
his diving partner's name
Maybe that's because he was
made to appear or seem
totally irrelevant by the media
news coverage
After the pair won they cut to
Tom Daleys family his mother
husband and their baby
Then we see Tom being
interviewed , Tom singular
on his own fielding questions
mostly regarding his personal
life and sexual preference
And thanking the LGBT
community for all there support
Exactly what that has to do
with diving i hold my hands
up i do not know admittedly
i am no expert on the subject
But personally for me what
i found was the real kick in
the teeth smack in the face
As i for 1 absolutely love and
breathe sport the gift the ability
the dedication the sacrifice
Was how it was constantly
infered it was only Tom's
dream since he was a young
child to win a gold medal
Again personally and only
to me what i seen goes against
the very ethos and ideology
of what the Olympics itself
stands for
I felt so sorry for him and his
family as Tom family husband
and child got more coverage
than he did
I tried to put myself
in his or his family shoes
and tried to wonder
How they must have felt having
their joy pride stolen and cheated
from them
Reduced merely to a bit part
or side show to the main event
And again i protest because
the clue is in the name
Synchronized Diving a duo
a pair a partnership a team
1 simply can not without
the aid of the other 1 win
So tell me where on earth
is the justice and sportsmanship
to be found here
And his name by the way
just incase you missed it
or care is
Matty Lee and he to also
wanted to be and win a
gold medal
And was just as dedicated
and trained just as hard in
order to achieve and make both
theirs dream a reality
Rather than as the press and
media barely refer to him as
Tom Daleys diving partner
or the other guy
When it comes to
What my definition is
Of a good night in
Which and what
Box Sets I want to binge on
These are my preferred favorite's
Placed in no particular order
Boxes of
Beer
Cigarettes
Take-away
Chocolate
Sweet's
Chip's
Painkillers to quell the morning hangover
bound to follow tonight's festivities
Doggy treat's to keep my furry best
friend mutt quiet
Because he deserves a treat as much
as I do
Bacon , sausage all things greasy
full English breakfast ingredients
To soak up all the booze settle my
stomach and make me feel
half human hopefully again
Box of tissues to wipe the dribble
and sick away from my mouth
And also use to clean up whatever I spill
mess I make and leave behind in my wake
And finally the most important box
of all
A box containing my last will and testament
and a fire extinguisher
Just incase I die before I wake
And the certain someone sent to rescue me
They themselves do in fact on the odd
occasion smoke as well
Inadvertently strike up a cigarette to
calm their shaking nerves
Then need a fire extinguisher to put the
flames and me out
Because although I may be long
dead passed on my final breath
I am still 100,% proof here in spirit form
Just as explosive or combustible
As a Box of say
Fireworks
Or
Dynamite