By Liam Flanagan

Photo by Elle Lumière on Unsplash

So neglected in your life even now people struggle to pronounce your name
Tortured you were turning to alcohol to ease the pain
Relief found from painting nature and flowers
Finding inspiration from roses/lilacs/lilies and sunflowers
Whilst engaged in a constant battle with an illness which refused to allow sunshine into the mind
You must have been living in a world more identifiable as hell
Cut ones ear off to quieten the incessant noise disturbing the self
Rest easy knowing a legacy of beauty and genius has been left
A life so short leaving us behind thirty seven years old

Liam Flanagan is a 47 year old living in Galway on the west coast of Ireland. Degree in English and Philosophy. Teaching Diploma in IT. Ten years experience working in the IT industry. Likes Sport, Music, Film and Politics 

Let It Go

Photo by Gianandrea Villa on Unsplash

End of the year is here

new one on the horizon

moving forward to the future

leaving 2020 behind

Ever hopeful

we reach out

for better days ahead

with waiting hearts

Optimism abounds

hoping for change

looking for light

at the end of the tunnel

New year arrives

bringing a chance for miracles

and possibly something closer

to normal

Another year come and gone

with highs and lows

we move ahead

and try to let it go


Photo by Andre Hunter on Unsplash

Like sandpaper
everything feels rough
little bits being shaved off
under constant frustration

Grating changes
lack of control
nothing is normal
feeling untethered

Constant exposure
whether we know it
or not
to possible infection

Affecting home
work school
entire lives

Everyday more
grating and grinding
pushing towards explosions
repetitive frustration

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