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๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ
๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต, ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ
๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด, ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต
๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ
๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ,
๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ
๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ
๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฆ.
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๐˜›๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ,
๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ณ, ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ
๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ
๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ช๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ญ๐˜บ
๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด
๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ
๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ
๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต’๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜งe.

Earth Call

Today, I cry,
but my tears
do not fall on
the places where
I burn.
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I cry and I burn
simultaneously
without
synchronicity
or harmony.
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The birds take
to the skies,
animals try
outrun
fires and floods.
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๐™„ ๐™๐™š๐™–๐™ง your cries
of distress,
frustration,
anger.
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๐™‰๐™Š๐™’! ๐™‡๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ข๐™š!
This is your
warning,
alone
you choose
the ending
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๐™’๐™„๐™๐™ƒ ๐™ˆ๐™€
a new beginning.

A moment

If I could have another day,
an hour, or even a moment
with you,

I wouldn’t waste the time,
telling you how much
I love you

how much you mean to me
I’d put down my book,
my phone,

and look into your eyes
in a way I’ve never looked
before

in a bid to see you
to know you,
to understand

to see not just the father
but the child that lives
within

to see the man you were
and the man that you wishedย 
to be

the worries that haunted you
the desires that drove you
to become

the son, the husband,
the friend and father
that you were.

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Eulogy

A fragment of life

spoken through gritted teeth

choking back the tears

you thought you knew her

yet youโ€™re hearing of

feats and deeds, courage

that were not part of

your conversations

 

you weep again

for the woman you knew

the one you didnโ€™t

and wish you had,

you only saw half

the mountains she climbed.

When love is not love…

I am watching you

and everything you do

keeping careful note

of the way you move,

the clothes you wear

the way you do your hair

which colours you favour

the foods you choose

pretending I love you

that I’m in awe of you

 

you lap up each compliment

growing more trusting

and vulnerable with

every passing day

unaware that I am building

an ammunition store

 

I’ll use your trust and secrets

to diminish you, crush you

for I fear you, your strength,

generosity and ability to love

and that which scares me

must be destroyed.

Stay with with me

Stay and hold me

so I can feel

your breath

cool on my cheek

your heartbeat

close to mine

the steadiness

of your feet

on the earth

if you let me go

or take your eyes

off me for a second

I am afraid

the wind of life

will seize me

in a frenzied whirl

and I may never

find my way home.

 

ยฉNiamh Corcoran

 

 

Mother…

Today, I curl up

in a ball and cry,

for my children

slowly destroying me

 

with pollution, plastic

and pesticides

they cut forests

and burn grasslands

 

chase the animals,

they have not

hunted and killed,

from their homes

 

yet I continue to

feed them, provide

water and shelter

air to breathe

 

in the hope that

they will learn

to value

my magnificence

The Politician

On silver wings of desperation

she flees,

the knife in her hand drips

a Hansel and Gretel trail

that any ordinary man could find

 

the unicorn dips his head

as she passes

he has no wish to bear

witness to the crime

what he does not see…

 

the fairies in the glade

following her

flit from tree to tree

their incessant chatter

like birdsong

 

cover her footsteps

so none hear her pass

complicit in death

as in life they claim

to value freedom.

 

 

ยฉNiamh Corcoran

Heart Whispers

Your words,

feather light

barely heard

cut deep

and changed my life

 

 

ยฉNiamh Corcoran