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Ramblers

A Poem by Terry O'Leary

’Tween hither and thither we wended our wayskipping, dancing through sand dunes, in seascape croquet.While woven in waves watching dolphins at p..

Sleepless in Whereis

A Poem by Terry O'Leary

I’m stealing through a twilit realm, the ancient pale of Whereis,passing chambers of an Heiress(though no need to feel embarrassed)through a mag..

We May Meet Again

A Poem by Terry O'Leary

Beneath long lashes, misty clad, Your limpid eyes are sometimes sad; They bring to mind a homeless waif Engulfed in rain with nowhere s..

The Morning of the Hurricanes

A Poem by Terry O'Leary

The Bishops bathe in Babylonwhile Princes, prancing on the lawn,watch Queen deflowered, pale and wan. The King dares not defend her.The Horsemen,..

The Wind is Isolde

A Poem by Terry O'Leary

The warden’s bewildered, the keeper’s amazedas the gate gapes behind us, a hole in the haze.Our steps seem uncertain, the cobblestones cra..

Neverland

A Poem by Terry O'Leary

NOTE TO THE READER �" Once Apun a Time This yarn is a flossy fabric woven of several earlier warped works, lightly laced togethe..

Forbidden Valley

A Poem by Terry O'Leary

Forbidden valleyTwin peaks arousing passionTulips on the tips

Boa's Ark

A Poem by Terry O'Leary

1. MORNING HAS BROKENThe men, in lines, tramp two by two(forgetting all the women who,preparing for a night of tricks,were painted with their flamin..

Alone Again

A Poem by Terry O'Leary

Cold rains, wet and weary... seeping through the sky,spectres pass ’long side me... bent, with collars high,my visions are invisible and no one ..

The Harlot (2)

A Poem by Terry O'Leary

While all night queens carve figurines in gelatine and jade,Behind a door and on the floor a deal is finally made;A painted girl with flaxen curl has ..