by Paddy Slevin | Oct 27, 2009 | Poetry
Would you help me if I asked you? Would you really help me out? Or would you scowl and hurry by, This worthless, idle lout? If I told you of my heart-ache, Would you stop and talk a while? Or would I see you nod and give, A patronising smile? When you place your...
by Bernie Shelton | Aug 25, 2009 | Poetry
Sometimes I wear my medals Sometimes folk ask me, What are they for? I tell them, they nod and sometimes Put a little extra in my begging bowl. But I’m ok tonight, Got my whisky in My brown paper bag, Got my brown cardboard box, It’s what I call home And I’ve got...
by Tom Mcgreevy | Dec 3, 2007 | Poetry
The pavements glistened wet and cold The doorway dank and smelly No ‘Christmas’ cheer for this Man Can’t even watch the Telly Just another day like yesterday Shivering from the cold Frost sores on his cracked lips A ‘ Tramp ‘ so he’s been told Not for him the ‘ Office...
