John F. McCullagh Poems

I remember when I walked the Earth
in the days before I died.
When Reich chancellor Hitler rose,
after the Reichstag fire.
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We imagine Life sequential-
from birth until we go.
Yet, being fraught with memory,
I protest it is not so.
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As he watched her walk away,
fading quickly in the dark.
He fought back a sob, a tear,
as he nursed his damaged heart.
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The Eleven


Their leader was incompetent,
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When first we met, I thought it cute
that I was sought, you in pursuit.
Your wide eyed look once seemed Divine
Till you told the Western world you’re mine
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The old man at the hospice
was in a world of pain.
His sight was gone,
his heart grew weak
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At five foot two in her heels
and being decidedly round
Lori didn't turn many masculine heads
Yet she turned one poor boy's life around.
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Two poets, Oxford men, both of them,
met by chance on the field of woe.
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The moon shone full that fatal night
When Stonewall and his men
were returning from a scout
around their former friends.
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For twenty years
they loved and bickered
She was smarter,
he was quicker.
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