Table Talk


By Liam Flanagan

You a former self sit across the table
I could give you so much advice now
Each piece contributing to how to live a happy life
A road to follow less so many twists and turns
Humps and hollows
A simpler way to live being kind to yourself all times
To take life easy resisting the urge to burn the candle both ends
The flame still exists less hot yet enough to feel the warmth inside
To love oneself and surround yourself with others you love too
Choosing a partner to share the good times and the bad
Know your health really is your wealth and life is there to be enjoyed
Strive to be the best human being you can be realizing your potential
Overcoming any obstacles which may be put in your way

Float Like A Butterfly


BY LIAM FLANAGAN

Photo by AARN GIRI on Unsplash

Sting like a bee
Originally know as Cassius Clay
Now known by all as Muhammad Ali
A man from Louisville Kentucky
Nothing in common with chicken
More used to giving his opponents a lickin’!
An Olympic champion at the age of eighteen
A right hook so dangerous stepping into the ring could result in the loss of a spleen
Heavyweight champion of the world in 1964
A refusal to go to war in Vietnam causing a national uproar
A voice for civil liberties and human rights
Becoming more influential than any number of fights
On three occasions going toe to toe with Joe Frazier
Can be described as a real force of nature
Foreman took a tumble
In the Rumble in the Jungle
The only opponent unable to defeat
Parkinson’s which knocked you off your feet
Commonly known by most as The Greatest
A fighter, a wordsmith and an activist for equality
You have left behind you a legacy of goodness and quality

Camano Island


BY ERIN LAVERY

Photo by Steve Douglas on Unsplash

I wake before the sun.
The warmth of the covers leave my body and I walk into the cold and the dark.
My hands wrap around my mug and it fills with hot coffee.
If I had woken when I had planned, the steam would be rising from the cup,
But it’s not.
For a moment, it’s just me in the silence and the cold and the dark-
reminding myself that it’s almost morning.

Then, I hear my son’s feet touch the wooden floor three rooms down.
He loves the morning in a way I can’t understand.
For years, I have tried to wake early enough to get a head start on day
Before others are awake and need me.
He, in his innocence, has taken this as an invitation to spend quiet moments with me.
He lays in his bed, listening for my own feet to touch the ground so he can come and find me.

Some mornings, when I am bold enough to stay asleep longer than usual,
I wake to the sound of gentle knocking.
Then, a small voice breaks through the sound of his tiny fist against the door.
“Mom, you slept in on accident.”
It’s never an accident.

But in spite of my longing for a quiet
That belongs to only me,
perhaps these days are the best I’ll ever know.
These days are without any moments to wonder whether
I am making good use of this very short
Window of time I have on this planet.
Instead, it is just me and the cold and the dark

And the little man who loves me more
Than the warmth of his bed.

He sits at the table beside me now, pulling out the marshmallow bits from the cereal box.
I pretend not to notice, gazing to my right
Through the wall of windows overlooking Livingston Bay.
The sun is rising in the distance-
Running toward our sky to join us.

By Erin Lavery

Shine A Light Into The Darkness


BY LIAM FLANAGAN

Photo by Yun Xu on Unsplash

There is no need for you to be engulfed in the dark
You have a voice to express how you are feeling
Healing
Is in your hands an attainable objective
Be subjective
Take the time to find your way out of the quagmire
Tired
As you may be summon the energy to get some help
You owe it to yourself to look after your health
Brighter days lie ahead
You can go back to enjoying life
Once you find a resolution to the problem inside your head
If you are struggling and feeling like you can no longer cope
There is always someone there who can provide you with support
and hope

By Liam Flanagan

Love Cats


BY LIAM FLANAGAN

Photo by Dorothea OLDANI on Unsplash

Meow you say to let me know you are on your way
Movement sleek and elegant
Claws retracted reserved for going in for the kill
A silent assassin with teeth as sharp as blades
Kept in good order
For the hunt and the tearing of flesh
On the look out for a bird preparing to soar
He must come from a good family
A turned up nose to a chicken and ham slice
Preference is for the taste of mice
Purr to express contentment and satisfaction
A feline who bides his time before jumping in to action!

By Liam Flanagan

Eggs


BY LIAM FLANAGAN

Photo by Alin Luna on Unsplash

Begs an eggistential question
Which came first
The chicken or the egg?
Egghilarated to have received the first vaccine
Those pints of Guinness no longer simply just a pipe dream
Eggcited to imagine myself lying next to a pool
An umbrella overhanging in order to keep oneself cool
Sipping Long Island Ice Teas
No eggageration to say I can feel the sea breeze
An eggceptional year for everyone
There will be an eggtraordinary party when this is all done!!!

A Question Of Sport


BY LIAM FLANAGAN

Image by Elsupero from Pixabay 

This year will we get to see Federer grace Centre Court?
Strawberries and Ice Cream

Has the last year been nothing but a dream
There is no limit to how much satisfaction sport brings

Seeing Katie do Ireland proud in the ring
Ronnie will be playing in the Crucible

His brilliance on the green baize indisputable
United are going well in the Europa league

Their progress helping to alleviate some lockdown fatigue
The European Championships are on their way

Predicting a winner considered to be very much risqué
Will Joe make an appearance in the hurling this year?

A marked man who has had an outstanding career
Maybe the footballers will give us something to shout about

Shane Walsh a class act without any doubt
And finally the Olympic Games

We hope to be all watching on our holidays in Spain!

Vicious Circle


Written By Liam Flanagan

Photo by Todd Quackenbush on Unsplash

Round and round we go

Lock us up lock us down

Drowning in a sea of uncertainty and unrelenting tides

Washing away hope and optimism every single day

Exhausted 

By the incessant rise and fall of the numbers

A feeling there is no tomorrow 

Every day is the same

Blame 

Roll out the vaccine as a matter of urgency 

Otherwise the whole country is going to go insane 

We will never forget living in these horrendous times

And the long term effect it is having on all our minds

Worn Out


BY LIAM FLANAGAN

Photo by Hasan Almasi on Unsplash

Get me off this planet!

Dammit 

I’ve had enough

I must make friends with Elon Musk

He has the gear to get me out of here

I’ll take my chances on Mars

At least I’ll know there is no chance of contracting Sars

Cars

Are producing carbon emissions like there is no tomorrow

I keep seeing single magpies an indication of sorrow 

So even if this virus goes away

We will still have to deal with the earth getting warmer every single day

Trying to carve out an opportunity to get out of this mess

Dreaming of a trip to Barbados to find some redress 

Inner Peace


BY LIAM FLANAGAN

Photo by Candice Seplow on Unsplash

Peace is such a hard thing to find

Especially when it comes to peace of the mind

Inner turmoil often the order of the day

Sometimes the only thing left is the avoidance of decay

A constant state of unease and distraction

Where one is crying out for some kind of action

A sensation of fluctuation and change

A hope one day to wake up without feeling strange

The search for inner peace goes on

A wish some day all the pain and suffering will be gone

Trying to carve out a more meaningful existence

Where hurt and anguish are no longer so persistent 

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