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Paul Gilhooley May 2020
I thought I heard your voice last night,
I heard it in my dream,
You told me all will be alright,
As things aren't what they seem.

I'm sure I heard your voice last night,
You whispered in my ear,
You told me please don't be afraid
As all will become clear.

I know I heard your voice last night,
You told me don't be scared,
I wasn't there as you passed away,
I missed your final word.

I always hear your voice at night,
When things aren't what they seem,
I know that things will be alright,
Because you tell me in my dream.

Cinco Espiritus Creation
May 2020
On another night of broken sleep recently, I believed I heard my Gran's voice call to me.  She died several years ago and I wasn't there when she passed.  I don't tend to believe in the supernatural, but if I did, I would read this as her telling me that she is safe and no longer suffering.
Paul Gilhooley May 2020
Long, long ago,
Like the Lord of the Rings,
An epic tragedy formed,
At this start of all things.

Many moons have now passed,
Since I was asked by a friend,
"Write a poem about Covid",
"To look back at the end"

Government guidance unclear,
Shambolic, inept,
"Stay at home" oft they cried,
As alone in their homes, many thousands they died.

They dillied, they dallied,
From their safe ivory towers,
As the funerals passed by,
With no grieving or flowers.

Many suns have now set,
Countless days have since past,
With families left absent,
As dear relatives breathed their last.

Staying away must be tough,
But it's what you must do,
Harsh they appear, but these are the rules,
Tho not meant for me, they apply just to you.

This Europe we've left,
With our death rate immense,
Now this Europe we lead,
Our leaders bereft of simple common sense.

Then there's that bloke called Cummings,
And his car trip while blind,
On his wee jaunt to Durham,
Tho if you or I, we'd be heavily fined.

But we're not all angels, we must share some blame,
Being "all about me", so selfish our goals,
Stocking up on pasta and hand sanitiser too,
Oh and of course, we can't forget bog rolls.

Basic hygiene was lacking, or so it appears,
Like being back at school,
Wash your hands all the time,
20 seconds the rule.

Simple instructions we were given,
So easy to follow,
Delivered by leaders,
With emotions so hollow.

On how poorly it's been managed,
So much could be said,
But the one thing that matters,
Is tens of thousands lie dead.

So! My feelings on Johnson?
If you ask I'll be blunt,
But to fit with my rhyming,
This poem "is to be cont..."
I was asked back in March to write a poem about the current situation, but I wasn't in the right place mentally.  So here I am on a night were I'm suffering from insomnia, finding myself with the inspiration to put pen to paper.  Hope you like it.
Paul Gilhooley Sep 2019
The Earth she turns,
The Earth she burns,
Lungs full of smoke,
Lungs start to choke,
No-one listening to her screams,
No-one caring what this means,
Wildlife havens, all decimated,
Now those lands lie desolated.

The Earth she is turning,
The Earth she is burning,
Charred embers burning bright,
Burning wildly, day and night,
Flora, fauna, creatures all,
Dying on this burning ball,
Mighty rainforests now just ashes,
Destroyed by impish burning flashes.

She burns as she turns,
And she turns as she burns,
Forests smoulder, destroyed by flames,
Victims of our Human aims,
The more destruction that we wreak,
The more the outcome seems so bleak,
Revenge, she'll bring us certain death,
Ensuring mankind's final breath.

Cinco Espiritus Creation
4th September 2019
Paul Gilhooley Mar 2019

C­inco Espiritus Creation - March 2019
Paul Gilhooley Mar 2019
I've heard you say it's a cowards way out,
I've heard you say no care at all for family or friends,
I've heard you say life's not that bad,
I've heard you say it's just a phase,
I've heard you say suicide, such a selfish act,
I hear you now say if only I'd said,
I hear you say you were there for me.
I hear you say your doors always open,
I hear you say you always worried,
I hear you say you saw the signs,
The irony of the things I've heard, is that no one listened when I was scared.

Cinco Espiritus Creation - March 2019
Paul Gilhooley Mar 2019
These shattered pieces of my life,
Failure, repetition, constant strife,
More dark than light, more cons than pro's,
The times I've tried, heaven knows!

Rarely happy, more often sad,
The brightest spark, those calling me dad,
When things seem on track, I'm soon derailed,
And yes I've tried, then failed and failed.

My social circle is very small,
Look very closely, it's only Paul,
I let people in, then I get burned,
Build barriers high, the lesson learned.

I don't need anyone to make me complete,
But a shoulder to lean on, that would be sweet,
Someone to hold, it's been a while,
Someone to care for behind the smile.

Struggles, stresses, over thinking,
Feeling like I'm always sinking,
An outlet for friends, that's never in doubt,
But can anyone hear me when I shout?

A humour so dark, I make others cringe,
But if I let it all out, their soul I'd tinge,
A cry for help you'll never hear,
I just need to know there's somebody here!

To live with loathing, to live with doubt,
Has become what life is all about,
The person you know, warm, sincere,
Has become a mask, my thin veneer.

Branded flirty, often shameless,
Tho deep inside, I know I'm worthless,
And so I share me in this verse,
To help other sufferers lift their curse.

Cinco Espiritus Creation - 2019
Paul Gilhooley Jul 2018
If I were nervous, would you reassure me?
If I were scared, would you comfort me?
If I were angry, would you calm me?
If I were lonely, would you sit with me?
If I told you my fears, would you understand me?
If I were struggling with my demons, would you fight them with me?
If I were standing on the edge, would you hold me?
If I were screaming out for help, would you hear me?
If I hid behind a smile, would you care for me?
If I told you I needed help, would you be there for me?
If I was no longer here, would you miss me?

When I was nervous, nobody reassured me,
When I was scared, nobody comforted me,
When I was angry, nobody calmed me,
When I was lonely, nobody sat with me,
When I spoke of my fears, nobody understood me,
When I struggled with my demons, nobody fought for me,
When I stood out on the edge, nobody held me,
When I screamed out for help, nobody heard me,
When I hid behind a smile, nobody cared for me,
When I said I needed help, nobody was there for me,
When I was no longer around, nobody missed me.

As I sit and ponder life,
All it's troubles, all it's strife,
On social media I see the posts,
If in need, we're willing hosts,
But is it true?  Let's wait and see,
If I need you, are you there for me?

Cinco Espiritus Creation
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