Patrick William Kavanagh

Rookie (26/02/1957 / Dublin)

Patrick William Kavanagh Poems

1. The Wolf 6/8/2013
2. The Goddess Calls 6/8/2013
3. The Springtime Of The Soul. 6/10/2013
4. Counting Up And Counting Out 6/10/2013
5. Whispers From A Distant Shore 6/10/2013
6. Eyes That Will Not See 6/10/2013
7. Seeking Peace In A Garden Of Roses 6/10/2013
8. Soft Rain In A Summer Garden 6/10/2013
9. Change In A World Of Restrictions 6/10/2013
10. The Sleeping Shepherdess 6/9/2013
11. I Am Ready To Leave 6/8/2013
12. Limitless Love 6/10/2013
13. Wishing 6/10/2013
14. A Single Long-Stemmed Rose 6/10/2013
15. Why Are You So Still 6/10/2013
16. The Ace Of Cups 6/10/2013
17. A Rose In Sunlight 6/12/2013
18. Beltane Night 6/14/2013
19. The Lady With The Amber Eyes. 6/26/2013
20. Meaning 6/26/2013
21. The King Of The Faeries 6/26/2013
22. The Wild Rose And The Rock 6/27/2013
23. Brigid 6/27/2013
24. Swansong 7/3/2013
25. The Dying Cleric 7/15/2013
26. The Faery Fort 7/5/2013
27. ?the Dark Night Of The Soul 7/2/2013
28. The Faery Queen 7/1/2013
29. Alfie 6/14/2013
30. All Hallows Eve 6/14/2013
31. Ashes In The Wind 6/14/2013
32. Beloved 6/14/2013
33. The Faery Grove 6/18/2013
34. Fathers Day 6/16/2013
35. A Mothers Voice 6/13/2013
36. The Circle Of Love 6/9/2013
37. The Mysterious Disappearance Of An Imaginary Friend 6/8/2013
38. The Blacksmith 6/8/2013
39. I Remember Me 6/7/2013
40. Whispers In The Early Morning Hours 6/13/2013
Best Poem of Patrick William Kavanagh

A Close Encounter

Sitting at the bus stop all alone, acting busy, toying with my mobile phone,
No mail, no texts, just playing games, and just pretending I don't feel alone.
A smile from you would mean so much, - but I can't catch your eye,
I think you're lonely just like me, - I smile at you, but you can't see.
The lonely moments ticking by, I see my chance is slipping by,
I realise that you will never look my way,
And fear's the reason why.

My smile dies in the frozen wastes between our hearts,
A friendship that will never be, A love that could have grown from such a simple ...

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The gentle beating of you silken wings,
Calms my mind and lets my spirit soar,
It takes me to a place of never-ending spring,
Where Beauty Shines like Golden Light.
Where peace abounds and trouble is a distant shore.

You were my guide to mystery, to many thing unseen,
The long, warm, happy days of childhood summer,
spent in many wistful, secret Dreams.

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