As I Slouch Upon My Chair

As I Slouch Upon My Chair

A Poem by Tomás Ó Cárthaigh
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Poem written while "working" as a security guard...

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As I slouch upon my chair,
And into the space before me I stare
As if what before me was not there
I slowly pass the night...

 

Slowly from my reverie,
Something outside I see
Its nothing that bothers me,
But a stray dog is the sight...

 

 

And as I fulfill my protectors role,
I feel as if empty is my soul,
For such is the poets toll,
In such emotion, I start to write...

© 2008 Tomás Ó Cárthaigh


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Pictures are worth a thousand words, and without them I still could see. Awesome write. Thanks!

Posted 13 Years Ago


wonderfully put together the pictures realy take you into the piece. I love it

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Read this with eyes wide open, small smile playing on my lips and.. then wondered!

Love the brevity, the illustrations, the thoughts behind the words!

Thank you, thank you for the invitation. I have a great deal of reading to do!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

keep writing love your style

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very nice. Keep writing!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is an excellent write. Your words are written so skillfully. I enjoyed every word.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Tomás Ó Cárthaigh
Tomás Ó Cárthaigh

Renmore, Galway, Ireland, An Roinne Mór, Gallaimh, Eire, Ireland



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