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Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Ah, so sad, difficult relationship
seems to be no resolution in sight
two of us loaded, shooting from the hip
always in battle mode, all day and night
maybe of the aul block, I’m just a chip
saying things, one day unable to right
today I’ve had enough of their bad lip
two-faced, sarcastic, smiling false, so bright
just one more row could sink this rocky ship
with their cynical view on life, can’t unite
I bite my tongue, trying not to let rip
were stuck in a rut, sad, pitiful plight
ask anybody but me, she’s super
but I think she’s a functioning looper
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Sausages and chips,

sauces and dips

thoughts of them

has me licking my lips

then I remember the hips

So I’m going to back away

as I remember what my granny used to say

makes me smile as I remember her sniggers

“little pickers,bigger knickers”
ditty, humourous
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Early to rise, early to bed
gives me a dull head
I try this path to tread
but it takes me forever to retire to bed
once I get there it can become my homestead

I can’t help it I was born this way
I could stay up all night and sleep all day
If only life didn’t get in the way
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Lands of saints and scholars

not for us dog collars

no tying me up

only church wine, I sup

if I’m bound

it’s to the sink

head bowed and shouldn’t think

no *** please, I’m Irish

no flattery, that’s fresh

birth control is down to rhythm

stop those little ***** swimming

not allowed use a ******

I’ll have to take it up the ***
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Shook me a branch on the Lullaby Tree
sweet melodic air wafted by me slowly
my eyes started to close unwittingly
soft mystery of the Lullaby Tree

Hypnotised by the whisper of the Lullaby Tree
magical dreamland drifted into me
flying on clouds of heavenly reverie
the wistful sound of the Lullaby Tree

Wanted to stay forever under the Lullaby Tree
peace and serenity enveloping me
but breeze brought me back to reality
precious time spent under the Lullaby Tree
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
I hear you calling me
whispering softly
blowing my hair gently
a featherlike touch on my face

I hear you calling me
in my dreams
silencing my screams
shushing my troubles away

I hear you calling me
in tranquil times
smiling benovently
revelling in my good moments

I hear you calling me
always
I hope I hear you
always
I miss you
always
I love you Grandad
always
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
You said you loved me
you lied
You slammed the door
I cried
To make you happy
I’ve tried
Something deep inside
has died
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