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2d Terry O'Leary

Marshal Gebbie

"Certain of Sunday, it had to be Sunday"
I said to my Bride in a moment of pique,
Oddly she looked at me wearing a half smile
"Monday, my Darling" she intoned with a squeak.

"Can't be Monday, possibly Saturday"
Back, said I, with eyebrow askance.
Laughingly merry she whirled in a circle
Dispensing me with a dis-missive glance.

Appalled I stood, unable to tabulate,
Befuddled, in that, it wouldn't compute
How could I lose my weekend to history
Besides losing face to my woman, astute?

Laughing it off with a toss of the shoulder
Dismissing it all with a fling of the head,
Pointedly ignoring the look she delivered....
A glare, under brow, with expression of dread!

M@Foxglove.Taranaki.NZ

Climbing onside with Nat Lipstadt's "Friday Morning Terrors""

2d Terry O'Leary

Where the Wealth & the Ego's ....

2d Terry O'Leary

Marshal Gebbie

Where the Wealth & the Ego's ....

Laden with thought and beetled of brow
Who midst you recognize me now?
Who midst you, venture forth to this place
Where the wealth and the egos broadcast disgrace.

Wherefore the justice, wherefore restraint
Check out the frontage, graffitied with paint.
Who stole the payroll, who cut the power?
Who saw the ******* that shat in the shower?

See the disorder flooding the town
Whilst the Cops and Councilors shrug and frown.
Traffic is chaos, Sirens galore
Screaming downtown, foot flat to the floor,

Trains running late all the planes on the ground
With the trash piling up in heaps all around.
Pipes full of mullock and taps that don't run
And out of the pub runs a fool with a gun?

The Boss sits on high with his thumb up his ***
Complaining the ****** of this town have no class?
Now whosoever claims they're in charge
Of this dog running bedlam amok in discharge....

Obscene-ness here has stolen the cash
Hysterically laughin' whilst smokin' hash.
It's gone to the dogs, my dear old town
No reason in Hell...why I'll stick around.

M@Foxglove.Taranaki.NZ
1 February 2025

Jan 26 Terry O'Leary

Trials and Tribulations of an Old Boy's Gathering

Jan 26 Terry O'Leary

Marshal Gebbie

Trials and Tribulations of an Old Boy's Gathering

They pass like phantoms in the shade
Their faces lost in mist
Voices dimmed to strings of time
That memory resists,
Features hover through the mind
Though details in-succinct
And threads of past performances
Occur but Indistinct.
I could have passed him in the street
But never caught his name
**** ghost of time's a misery
Consumes me so... in shame.

Old friends walk in brotherhood
Through ancient tracts of time,
Though pained familiarity
Failing to define,
I almost caught our catch cry
In that old familiar song,
Some haunting shades of yesteryear
But....guess I got it wrong.
And then there were the stories
Which didn't quite add up
Like whiskey soured to water
Slipped in your favorite cup.

But come the next Reunion
I'll saddle up to go
Spend the dollars travelling
Attempt to make a show.
I'll hail the fellas loudly
And pound them on the back
Though all the while quite frantic
Thinking, "is it Joe or Jack?"
It's a product of the vintage,
A cursed sign of times
When you know he's struggling just as hard
Cos he can't remember mine!

M&Foxglove.Taranaki.NZ

After 60 years of time and uncommunication...a Reunion of the Old Boys of ****** Agricultural College, Class of 65
Cheers Dadda DDA

Jan 26 Terry O'Leary

To Kiss that Golden Light

Jan 26 Terry O'Leary

Marshal Gebbie

To Kiss that Golden Light

Golden, iridescent light
Where, on occasion, one just might
Come upon a Fairy Boy
Who sweeps thee off thy feet.... enjoy
Thy moment when thee both take wing
To kiss Aurora skies and sing......

M@Foxglove.Taranaki.

A short flight of fancy after enjoying dear Vienna Bombardieri's lovely work: "Aurora skies"

Jan 12 Terry O'Leary

Then, There Were the Moments....

Jan 12 Terry O'Leary

Marshal Gebbie

Then, There Were the Moments....

Then, there were the moments
When the air was crisp and sweet,
When you threw me funny comments
That, in truth, I failed to meet.
When the shadows of the forenoon
Shone like icicles of blue
And the mood was one of indigo
A coalescence, Love, of you.

Then there were moments
When the doubt began to seep,
Where anxiety intruded
And bled me of my sleep.
In those darkened halls of velvet
Where crimson nightmares lurk
And the horror of a memory
Where dread began its work.

But then there were the moments
Where the sunshine had its way,
Where the liquid green of leafage
In the crystal breeze would sway.
The platitudes would vanish,
Condescension's cease,
When the softened light of raindrops
Kissed your mirrored pond of Peace.

M@Foxglove.Taranaki.NZ
12 January 2025

Jan 4 Terry O'Leary

The Clowns Are Here

Jan 4 Terry O'Leary

Francie Lynch

The Clowns Are Here

Why believe?
Too many, way way way too many
Have unwavering faith
In feckless politics and so forth.
A marginalized few benefit.

The median line.
Below this line lies 50% of us.
Not their fault. Genetics, etc.
Going down from the line,
Things only get worse.
And because of age and nurture,
Liars, thieves, conmen, predators, schemers, lowlifes, maggots, mysogynists, bigots, racists get elected.
Age and Ages undid
England, France, Italy, Germany, Spain, all of the Middle East, Africa, the U.S.A...... and now.... Canada.
Egoists, Idiots, Ejits, Fools, A-Holes, Harlequins, Clowns, Ventriloquists....
Are running... Ruining my world,
Relegating us.

Had to say it.

#politics #fools #governments #clowns #stupidity

Dec 2024 Terry O'Leary

The Fourth Territory

Dec 2024 Terry O'Leary

Francie Lynch

The Fourth Territory

Canada already has:
10 provinces
3 territories
3 coastlines
Baffin Island
Two Official Languages
The Niagra Horseshoe Falls (Way Better than the other one)
The CN Tower, Stanley Park, Old Quebec and not to mention The St. Lawrence Seaway, Whistler, Algonquin, Banff, Columbia Ice Fields, Montreal, Jasper... and on and on and....
More oil and gas than Saudia Arabia.
A belief in WHO and NATO and Green Energy.
A Great reputation,
and

Kindness and Dignity.

Why in the name of all that's decent would We want to make the United States our Fourth Territory.
To be a Province would take decades. Excess Baggage.

What we don't have is a narcissistic, mysogynistic, bigotted conman, who is a convicted womanizer, fraudster and felon, who has little regard for the betterment of our Earth and civilization, as our country's spokesperson.

We do have a soon peacefully and unwittingly departing P.M.
It will be a walk in the snow for him on rue Pere Pierre...Just in time.

Just Sayin"!

Our three Territories are: Yukon, North West Territories and Nunavut

#canada #usa

Dec 2024 Terry O'Leary

Forgiveness ...Unadorned

Dec 2024 Terry O'Leary

Marshal Gebbie

Forgiveness ...Unadorned

I, too, have walked your tread
Loved, lost and strode in dread,
Felt the dark intrude my soul
Yet realised, that within.... the gold
For somewhere in this wondrous world
A kiss is thrown, a flag unfurled
Forgiveness, now, in purest form
Across thy shoulders, unadorned.

My love to you, Lori.
M.

In response to Lori Jones McCafferty's sad verse..."Farewell".

Dec 2024 Terry O'Leary

I Am Just A Christmas Dope

Dec 2024 Terry O'Leary

Francie Lynch

I Am Just A Christmas Dope

The paper, with ** **s,
Lies crumpled on the floor.
The Santa wreath with berries,
Clings haphhazardly on the door.
The darkling tree with heirloom baubles,
Will be tomorrow's chore.
I'll rise and go to bed now;
That's it. There is no more.

It doesn't change from year to years;
Behind my eyes, my happy tears,
Behind my lips, I smirk and smile,
Behind me lies this Season's sighs.

The following day I'll stow away
All semblance of this Christmas Day;
Pack up all my anticipations,
And closet my poor celebrations.
There disappointments and delights,
Are kept under wraps
When kept out of sight.

Yet, being a man of age and sage,
I know I will turn the page;
And begin again to wish and hope,
Making me a Christmas Dope.

#disappointment #hope #christmas