by Richard Gildea | Jul 8, 2016 | Poetry
O’er thousand times the size of Planet Earth Hath kept his ‘eye’ on all who gravitate Within his sphere of influence (such girth) So many went before to meet their fate Neath clouds so dense and swirling, yet he spins Tho ‘winds of change’ now blow with probe’s...
by Richard Gildea | Jul 1, 2016 | Poetry
Here shakes the ground nearby my pounding head Remiss the thoughts I hold; canst understand? Tho odds diminish with our mounting dead Small comfort’s gleaned from numbers game at hand Whilst whistled ‘trr..iiii..ing’ from rounds won’t let me be Each Prayer is for the...
by Richard Gildea | Jun 30, 2016 | Poetry
What e’er elite may wish as “way to go” Monopolising each and every move ‘The People’ seek no more than “quid pro quo” No need of hoarding wealth, with point to prove One’s life means so much more, if not for gain Considering the needs of fellow man To share and...
by Richard Gildea | Jun 30, 2016 | Poetry
When drapes were drawn what light there was, twas you No need of lamp (as perched on table round) No need of candle’s glow midst ‘bill and coo’ Forever each (as bathed in sweet surround) A room so filled with love, naught else could hold Where thoughts on life didst...
by Richard Gildea | Jun 30, 2016 | Poetry
From East to West yon ‘Wagon Train’ rolls on Around ‘Das Capital’ – creating snag If heading North or South ‘all hope hath gone’ Should e’er confirm escape, my tail twud wag Each lane doth move along at said “snail’s pace” Acquaintance left or right may prove...
