Twilights Lone Companion
F J McCarthy on Nov 30, 2009





Barely scratched this heart of mine.

Like polished granite dulled by time.

Hard and black with speckled flecks.

A cold stone island strewn with wrecks.

A fortress tower strong and old.

No shelter from the icy cold.

A lonely monolith no warmth to find.

Barely scratched this heart of mine.

Echos play down these halls of stone

It is just the wind in the catacombs.

Pale ghosts of winter chill my bones.

Remind me that I’m still alone.

So many lost to times cruel  hand.

This single rock is left to stand

Eternal vigil without sleep.

So cold inside no tears to weep.

Immortal creature outside time.

Barely scratched this heart of mine.

Unlucky in Love
F J McCarthy on May 23, 2009


Shining star guide me to my desire.
Light the path before me to see.
Warm my heart with your silver fire.
Shining star bring true love to me.
Close my eyes by the wishing well.
For the wish that I would make.
I want true love oh wishing well
For my heart is about to break.
Rabbits foot tightly in my hand
Four leaf clover pressed in a book.
Ive tried every lucky charm.
Yet I still don’t know where to look.
I don’t step on cracks ,or walk under ladders.
I try real hard to be good.
So my luck in love must surely turn.
At least I hope so, Knock on wood…

Goodbye and Good Riddance
F J McCarthy on May 28, 2009


Conversations play inside my head,

Remembering every word you said.

Wishing now the words I see so clear,

Could have been said when you were here.

Feeling regret since you have gone,

I will never forget what you have done.

Angry words seem to burn so deep,

Replaying in my dreams,I’m losing sleep

Now you’re gone and our love is through.

You are done with me,and I’m done with you.

A Simple Man
F J McCarthy on Jul 15, 2009


I am a simple man.

I have traveled near and far.

I have what I need and that’s not much.

For I am a simple man.

When I write a poem it comes from my heart.

Don’t check my grammar or tear it apart.

The meaning is given in plain sight you see.

A simple poet, That’s me.

The words that I use they are small.

But I understand them all.

I write of my life,

My kids and my wife.

For I am a simple man.

One Kiss
F J McCarthy on Oct 27, 2009



Every time before I leave please kiss me.

Let me know with your sweet lips you’ll miss me.

Kiss me when I’m tired and feeling low.

Kiss me and my troubles all will go.

I did not know what magic you could weave.

A kiss from you I have no strength to leave.

All of love rolled up in just one kiss.

Eternity I’d linger in this bliss.

Vague
F J McCarthy on Nov 3, 2009


We are here and we are speaking,but your meaning is unclear.

You allude to situations with out ever going there.

We dance around the subject, trying hard not to commit.

Suggesting innuendo’s in the statements we omit.

Why can’t we just this once, speak openly and true.

Perhaps that is a talent we have never learned to do.

The hunter and the hunted switching roles from time to time.

Never letting out our secrets,just a foggy misty rhyme.

Ever do you torture me, with this circuitous verbal plague.

Answer me this question, Why must you be so Vague.

Waterfall
F J McCarthy on Nov 18, 2009


Water cascading over sun brown skin.

Sunlight reflecting your beauty in glistening drops.

Soft lovely curves bathing in the waterfall.

Her lover waits on the sandy shore