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Brian McDonagh May 2018
Am I sorry for what I did?
Well, when you ask me that question
When I am more focused on just having this burden lifted,
I know my mind will only think the opposite.
Plus, you shouldn’t expect me to walk away
And live life stainless,
For I will walk away clean,
But I will always be part of the laundry,
The load to bear.
I know right?  "Brian, why post all this guilt?" Because it's worth pondering lol.  I can assure you that I didn't write this as a continuation to any of my previous publications; this is supposed to be a separate idea with, again, limitless interpretation (but, of course, my intention here was to get at how I feel after confessing something that seemed awkward to put to mouth).
Brian McDonagh May 2018
Meadows, valleys,
Fields of wide pasture,
That’s the thought of today as we come together,
Us in our wedding vesture.

Whatever the day brings,
The sun still shines;
And we are together,
Like branches along vines.

Thankful for this time,
We share with close community
Our joy and happiness
While we have the opportunity.

Two hearts sync
As one beat in time;
The feeling is as whimsical
As the voice of a wind chime.

We profess our vows
Aloud to each other;
Endowed we are
With the love of a mother:

Caring, understanding,
Hopeful in all;
May our time beyond our reception
Be as nourishing as a banquet hall!
Wrote this for my cousin who's getting married next month!
Brian McDonagh May 2018
I know it’s a lie,
But it started out as a promise
That, in time, I realized
I couldn’t keep.
My assumptions and presuppositions are the lie,
But my intention was the promise
I wanted to keep.
I promise.
There are times where I say "I promise" just to get the ball rolling, but in my justification, if I wish to keep a promise, I should allot myself a little more time to consider...
Brian McDonagh May 2018
I live because you died.
I enjoy life because you fought.
I see the sun because you blitzed through fog
Not of strati.
I can breathe because you inhaled war
And exhaled victory.
I pray and say that I pray
For you
Because I cannot give you
An earthly craft
As recompense.
As you lie in the ground,
Marked by stone and a flag,
I give you my time in silence
Because there’s nothing I can say
That can make up your life, your sacrifice, your time.
I talk by silence
Because I don’t want to disturb the peace
That you deserve and longed for
As you roamed a patriot,
But died a hero.
I know I'm posting this early, but like the many other commemoration days, I don't want to forget
Brian McDonagh May 2018
Ikr?
#bae
4ever
***
And that’s how much
You mean to me.
One way to say "I <3 U"
Brian McDonagh May 2018
After seconds of cranium rehearsal,
I think I know how I will say what I want,
Until it happens far from how I planned to say it.
****, it sounded so much better in my head.
And no, the title isn't supposed to be "Brian Static" lol. ;)
Brian McDonagh May 2018
Me: “Father, I think I would like to pray my own way.”
Priest: “Ha okay (sarcasm), whatever you say, Brian.”
(Priest continues about in ignorance of commentary)
Priest (beginning Vespers): “O God, come to my assistance…”
Me: (beginning Vespers) "O ****, here we go again..."
(Grudgingly submits)
I have always wanted to be different in spirituality, but when I have to coordinate myself to meditate like everyone else, I feel "un-special" (if that makes sense...again, not trying to offend, thought).
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