I am born and bred in Northern Ireland, attending school and University here and now work as an accountant in the Northern Ireland Civil Service.
While I have always loved literature and poetry, I found only the courage to write my own poems quite recently - partly as a form of self therapy as my marriage of 20 years ended in March 2009.
As time has passed, I find that words and poems seem the most natural way of expressing my thoughts and feelings about life.
Hopefully you will appreciate what you read.
Adrian
There are words I need to bury
Written on a fading purple note
Those words that scar – I love you, I miss you
X’s and O’s that oh so innocently wound my heart
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When I am dreaming, I dream of sunsets spent with you
The day's warm caress slipping through the air
An opal sun dripping from the sky
Hands clasped together as one
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Only yesterday you were a child
I held your tiny hand full of a father’s joy,
Those twinkly blues eyes and winning smile
Stealing hearts at every turn
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Why stop the clock, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone?
Turn up the music and let the speakers hum,
Bring on the evening, let the revelers come.
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