#padraigotuama
A hand on the devil
A worth of wisdom
In the mouths of a brothers story
As he walks and
Another rides away
Freedoms as sayings
Padraig O'tuamas requests
In barreled ink
I fished
For semblance
Of Yeats in turgenevs torrents of spring
Ivanovich Turgenev
The turning kettle of Irish poetry
Viktoriia Roshchyna the betrayal of cuisine and intrusion into espionage
as to confuscius and another Kong Qiu
in my ink i tanslate light and dark paths
into the possibility of herstory
eden's remorse was for you
my season is upon me
and into history the world is weeping
debacle is past tense
good morning americans
Zuck I ran the gambit
Everything seemed and spiffed sir
The Pinnacle the dilemma manager black thoughts on page no ders denon
Cancel the poet
Porters a bouter
Nyc
Eve e e and riri the collard greenin'
Jul 26, 2025
Jul 26, 2025 at 12:41 PM UTC
An Irish pond she tried to dry
But when you'd leave the walls
Or keep their queen
A veil id likely give for you
To be with him
As his ghost is due
Battle with her earthly pry
Tilling heavens
And rarely cried
Oh erie beckon not upon my son this day
He's as yours
Searched by Spanish doors
Yearning distant mind
Spill from every hide
Benign doubts travel far
Least mourned upon
How is deferred wars hand drawing lettered crack over surrender
I say in grieving myself
The barge is worn
The fortress limber
Yet to the statesman
Another bounty of confusion
We are families of different letters
And I seek the chores
I shall board with Padraig
And the O'tuamas requests again
Jul 31, 2025
Jul 31, 2025 at 4:12 PM UTC