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Best Poems Written by John O'brien

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Henry

I have a grandson 
His name is Henry
He’s smart
He’s loud
He’s very friendly
That’s my grandson,
Henry

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True Rest

True Rest
Though grief is real
And problems still exist
The peace He gives is far greater
Jesus

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If Silence Was a Language

If Silence Was a Language

If silence was a language you could understand, 
You would hear me shouting, screaming, announcing for all to hear, 
‘I LOVE YOU!!!’

If silence was a language you could understand,
You would hear me praising you, declaring with each silent look,
‘I’m proud of you’, ‘I trust you’, ‘I believe in you.’

If silence was a language that you could understand,
You would hear me cheering you on, as with each new experience or season,
‘You can do this’, ‘You’ve got what it takes’, ‘I’m here if you need me.’

If silence was a language you were fluent in,
You’d catch the nuanced meaning, the subtle expression of respect,
Behind each silent day that goes by, so as not to distract with clumsy words.

But, just maybe, silence IS a language you can understand,
And you DO hear me, loving you, praising you, respecting you,
Trusting and believing in you, cheering you on and standing behind you.

Of course, silence is a language so often misunderstood or completely overlooked, 
Drowned out by the clamor of busy lives, of many words, 
Or whirling thoughts that make it hard to listen.

So, I risk a bit of repetition by stating plainly, in words that even I can understand,
That you are precious in my eyes, a jewel of great worth,
A daughter that makes me so very proud to be called your father. I love you!

Copyright © John O'Brien | Year Posted 2011

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Fortress

Fortress
built to protect
designed to keep us safe
But, what if we are the danger
Prison

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Oaks Break

Strong mighty oak tree
Standing rigid, tall, noble
Breaks in the fierce storm

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Seasons of Color

Seasons of Color

Winter snows fall white
Hiding Autumn’s dirty brown
Promising Spring’s green

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What Does Silence Say

Silence from me was your request.

So, my silence says I love you. No more, no less.

As for me, I’d love to hear 
your hopes and your dreams, whatever you hold dear.

So what does your silence say?

I’m OK?
Just go away?
We'll talk another day?
Can't find the words today?
You'd never understand me anyway?

So loved one, 

What does your silence say?

Copyright © John O'Brien | Year Posted 2011

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Someday

We think we know … but we don’t

We think we understand … but we can’t


So, we react to what we 'think' they're thinking

But, we probably get it wrong … or at least confused


We live, we love, we even laugh

             Our lives intersect, but no longer intertwine

We talk, but we don’t yet dare communicate

We no longer share our inner thoughts …

	Our hopes and our hurts …

		Our dreams and our doubts …

			Our reasons for rejoicing and our reasons for regretting

But someday we will ...
                 
… Someday…

… Even if not today.

And when that Someday does arrives, and it most assuredly will

We’ll both discover … 

We’re even stronger …

More in love … 

More deeply connected…


Than we ever could have been before that earlier ‘Someday’ changed our lives.

…Someday!

Copyright © John O'Brien | Year Posted 2011

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No Stain

No Stain
Too hard to lift
No shame too great to bear
His blood will cover even yours
Ask Him, if you dare.

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Birds and Words

Birds and words.

When trapped inside and flying about
Open the door and let them fly out.

Words and birds.

Copyright © John O'Brien | Year Posted 2011


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