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In March, In Step, All Trampled in Fury
People, they steeped, stepping, they thought necessarily nerved, and I, not knowing kindly why. I could not keep my questions, my quizzical nature of needing, knowledge of why things were. How they hurried here this time, in such comical canters chosen, … Continue reading
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A Virtue Lost and Lonely by Jessica Ni Leacai
How patience pricks my fingers of valued virtue, When calmness would not keep my callousness, Like the urgency of time ticking on my clock chiming, And you said cats could not companion me here. So hours slide, slippery through these … Continue reading
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Tagged A Virtue Lost and Lonely, affection, alchemist, babies, belfast, children, clock, family, ireland, irish, Jessica Ni Leacai, lonely, longing, love, motherhood, northern ireland, pain, partner, poem, poet, poetry, single, society, sorrow, time, yearning
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Only Common In Expiration by Jessica Ni Leacai
Anger, anxious , I boil to lengths fueled. Insistence, igniting my flames uncouth. No sense No structure Hath minds meticulate of nothing known, expired? Do they transmit void valiancy of non variants? In uncertain signals In uncertain urgencies Versified meters, … Continue reading
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Tagged ashes to ashes, behaviour, belfast, books, burning, dust to dust, education, flame, ignition, ignorance, ireland, irish, Jessica Ni Leacai, life, northern ireland, Only Common In Expiration, passion, poem, poet, poetry, society, ulster, writer
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Blind Are Their Books by Jessica Ni Leacai
What would one care of said dormant despairs, With notions nailed furiously in frozen stares. Heads held suspending self serving wares, Ornaments of ornate ideas implement scares. Nonchalant nerves trip thoughts ensnared, Forming a fleshed falant of eyeing impaired. Minds … Continue reading
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In Stance, I am Singular by Jessica Ni Leacai
My voice, should it be a delicate vase, of clear crystal, no sharp edges curved, a ting chiming in man’s ears? My thoughts, should they be non-theoretical, of popular publishings, no substance there printed, a simple sheet for man’s mind? … Continue reading
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Thoughtful Notions Inferred by Nietzsche by Jessica Ni Leacai
In my happiness, wasn’t it written,these lies? These ideals, my mind pondering, and I beg it’s cease of such notions. But how it would not dare force the hand of society, to grasp the door handle of thought and truth. … Continue reading
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Note Penned For Betterment by Jessica Ni Leacai
I thought of ways, I wrote them, penned in letters to the mind,but how they melted from the pages as if I could not prove useful,myself, this deviant left in her sorrows and no lifeboats coming. I destroyed all items, … Continue reading
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To Command Your Neon Cross of Apathy by Jessica Ni Leacai
In such moment should the soldier dare deceive,a mission meant for his mechanical miseasefor all accrued and in lost and left in sore disease,he left it here for this reprieve,no weapons welded for want and lease,so this became blamed, our … Continue reading
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Tagged actions, anger, apathy, belfast, bully, cross, disrespect, empathy, family, forget, friends, friendship, growing up, immature, ireland, irish, lies, maturity, neon crosses, northern ireland, p, poem, poet, poetry, reality, respect, responsibility, society, To Command Your Neon Cross of Apathy by Jessica Ni Leacai, treating others, ungrateful, writer
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Not Converting, Not I, The Non-Conformist by Jessica Ni Leacai
How bliss is made in such divine foolishness, Does it pang your brain if heavy thought was spent? Should these emotes flow beyond basic happiness, Would it perplex your reflexes as so disturbed? Could deeply you deem darkness a shallowness, … Continue reading
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Arms Not Lifted in Defiance by Jessica Ni Leacai
Calm soul, Calm lips, Speak no fury of fervency. Leap not heart, Leap not legs, A jump serves no subordination. Close ears, Close eyes, Surroundings sore you silent. Refrain body, Refrain feet, Forward motion makes haste. Hold firm hands, Hold … Continue reading
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The Perfect Day Ireland- Wedding site
