The Gentle Drunk
If you were a career old drunk in Dublin fair city in the nineteen seventies, then apart from begging, scrounging, watching the girls, and hoping for a hot meal, one other important consideration was "getting back to the hostel" in time.
"Hostel" was perhaps too fine word. "Flophouse" would be politically...
The Outlaw
(I drove my motorbike to the sea)
I watched a dreamer by the sea
observe me,softly, haltingly,
His face was tired but not unkind
I sensed a windmill in his mind.
Alone upon the beach he stood
A member of the brotherhood
I saw the biker garb he wore
And knew I'd seen him once before.
Reflections from a dying wave
Shadows from the failing light
This was a man...
You may have cut me deep,
and I may still be bleeding,
but I have let you go,
and you will never realize,
what you did was wrong,
though neive as I was,
you kept me lingering on,
The scars I bare,
have made me stronger,
and now I know better,
That I was young and in denial,
when you defiled my love,
it was never love,
It was never anything at...
"Golden is the feeling you render, in that priceless moment when you just helped someone smile.
*Yemaya Tethra
"To speak words of wisdom and experience, remains insignifant to one who journeys their own path, and must learn for themselves to truly understand."
* Yemaya Tethra
"In the absence of excuses and procrastinations, you present accomplishments."
*...
Tidal waves,
of battled graves,
giving up,
thy soul to take,
time unwell spent,
journey still,
in progress,
time heals,
mends broken,
don't give in,
to giving up,
my dear friends,
lighten up,
for life is precious,
though hardest times,
test our strength,
for stronger strides,
grasp on,
not to let go,
you're made for purpose,
walk the shoreline,...
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