Tansey Poems

To

...It is always comforting to know,
As you grow

That your childhood heroes,
As fixed stars in the firmament,
,
Remain for stability
In the changing aging of life

But as they die off
As, well...

Nobility

...Nobility


Scouring for something to read
Someone else to be,
I am lost in this dark sparse room
With nothing to do.
Stuck in a neuronal loop
Of the neurotic mind.

I want to be noble.
Fig...

Depression

...Depression



My depression 
is steep
It is as a deep back lhole in space

From which neither the 
light of dreams
Nor a loud thunderous 
scream
can escape.




John Thomas Tansey...

Sacrifice

...Sacrifice


My love has no edges					
	it is like a great ripe fruit,

both, sustaining and life giving 


Your love is a sword
	its' hilt as a cross

both, protective but life taking.	
...

Broken

...Broken



Like a wild stallion,
that will not be saddled, spitting the bit,
I bucked and threw every rider
galloping toward the infinite open...

With nostrils flaring, mane blowing,
it was...

The Depth and the Distance

...THE DEPTH AND THE DISTANCE
        A story of Divorce

Because you would plumb only so deep					Final
Before returning, too soon, back to the top,
Breathing in air
And your preference to swim,
...

A Child Entering Death

...A child 
put to bed,
In a large, dark room;

At first, frightened
But then, the door creaks, 
slightly ajar,

Where a skant slant of light, 
carrying booms of laughter
floods the room
From...

The Mortal Delemma of Fairy Tales and Fire Flies

...THE MORTAL DILEMMA OF FAIRY TALES AND FIRE FLIES 
 

(Brandon, the world  

depends on the existence of fairy tales and fire flies, 

the simple kindness towards lesser things,	 

the magnan...

A Fear the Day

...I Fear the Day 

 
I fear the day 

the sheer length of it. 

It's call to actions 

and not words. 

 

Fearing it while it is 

and loving it when it is gone, 

right or wrong. 

...

Autumn Birds

...AUTUMN BIRDS 


 

Heading home, toward the sun; 

its long drawn-in breath of twilight, 

sucking the last gasps of birds 

toward its mouth, 

 

I glimpse a flock of sparrows,	 

...

White Weddings and Wet Funerals

...White Weddings and Wet Funerals				Final 

 

When I was young,  

And the world crisp, 

Through the crystalline cold  

Of November Morning  

At the parade 

And we were all caught i...

I Have Had My Fill of Winter

...I have had my Fill with the Lifelessness of Winter		 

 

I have had my fill of this winter, 

The lifelessness in its frost; 

Fingers stiff, face pale. 

It’s cold pain in the bone 

To...

Primal Language

...Primal Language										 

 

Speaking gutturally in the fractured  

Fragments of a foreign language, 

A tongue unknown to her 

 

She is come from another country 

gesturing with ...

Delusions of Evening

...Evening sets with self-delusion
stirring the synapses
with a steaming 
cup of coffee.
A dimly lit oil lamp
shrouded in Saffron 
casts the room in an amber hue
where words meld like gold 
onto...

A Gift From the Romantic

...It is in the subtlety
And not the blunt insult, 
The threat and not the onslaught; 

The implied and not the explicit.

It is in the first gleaning, 
remembered scents of Spring
And not the direct, 
...

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