Clodagh O'Sullivan

Clodagh O'Sullivan Feb 2020

To watch you hold your breathe,
Until your final breath is through.
My very last ounce of hope,
it seems to be in use.

I'm not sure when or where or why
I feel as that time to say goodbye
May be closer than I thought
Could closer be what I have sought.

I struggle just to see the day
I struggle more to do and say
I feel as though my time may be cut shore

Clodagh O'Sullivan Aug 2019

Time

An adult is but a child a few years older,
We think the same, but sometimes time
Has thought us what we know.

Time doesn't make us wiser,
We enlighten ourselves
If we wish, we seek and wander,
or we can stay safely on our shelves.

So who's to say who's smarter,
Who's to really know?
Who's to say that knowledge
Is that, that really shows.

Clodagh O'Sullivan Apr 2019

Like a tree

I'm like an old tree
Growing in the wind

I am shaped by it's direction
I can try to fight it but the wind
Is too strong for my branches

I can move with it.

What is more beautiful
Than a tree that moves from root to leave
What is more unique?

I was always like this tree
But I used to move stiffly
Trying to find stillness

Now I find stillness when the weather allows it
I find it in due time
And until then I dance freely with the world

Clodagh O'Sullivan Feb 2019

Truth

Perspective;
sheds a light on truth.

One story holds many truths,
that is told through the half-truths that went before us.

We are victim to both past and future,
but what of present?
Only what we allow ourselves to be

Clodagh O'Sullivan Jan 2019

Generations

We all come from another,
We are made up of those who came before.

Some will have the privilege of knowing,
Others will not.

Life is not fair,
It is not ours but belongs to something greater than us.

We are but a small speck on it's timeline
Of much less importance than we might think.

We are here to be here, that's it
To breathe, to live

We are here to leave our mark
And it is ours to make, that is the little control we have.

Clodagh O'Sullivan Oct 2018

Grey Clouds

I lie awake through the night
See your face through the sunrise
And I know that you're alright
See the darkness,
See the darkness
Leave your eyes

And I'll wait 'til you're fine
I will stay by your side
And I hope that you're alright
Grey clouds will fade
And the will fade in time

Good night as the Blue Moon
It shines, shines upon you

Hold me close, hold me kind
I have come, come to find
That I know I will be fine
Find a light to help and guide me

Good night as the Blue Moon
It shines, shines upon you

I need you to stand by
I need to say Goodbye
I need you
I do

Good night as the Blue Moon
It shines, shines upon you

Clodagh O'Sullivan Oct 2018

The Gift

I've been thinking about what it is to die.
And what it is to live.

We inevitably experience both.

Life is like a gift.
You may love, you may hate.
Some unfortunately return it.
You might waste it and throw it away unused.
You may be thankful, grateful for it.

It's all about what you do with it.

We are all marked with an expiry date
One we won't know until it's too late.

So take this gift and thank the giver.
That life is as good a reason to live for.