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The Gentle Souls
I prefer the gentle souls people in the right state of mind. Short fuses and anger tantrums cause me anxiety - their sole
She creates beats tricks and effects on EQ understanding and perceiving sound capturing the essence in a pair of speakers
Ebb and Flow
The ebb and flow of my life are controlled by my moods and they seesaw between
I don't want to talk to the Jesus people I don't want to hear that this hellhole plays a small part in my salvation. I don't want to hear
The Little Black Book
I have a little black book words of wisdom gathered over the years notes, eye-openers
Down The Rabbit Hole
If given a choice would one choose to merely exist? Endless days floating into each other a comfortable state of Non-Being.
The Glass Cabinet
Grandma left me her glass corner display cabinet - I used to spend hours in front of it when I was small, memorising all the little
In her poem 'Stripping life of it's sweetness' my friend, Margaret Alice Second writes, ' I keep searching for deeper meanings' as she refuses
November 2010 I became a statistic labled - criminal - within twenty minutes
Soft Cello Notes
I have a friend my oasis... she has the ability to connect to my soul
A True Story Of Being Me
I live my life in a host of stories connected to other people's stories in various ways I understand and identify things
Penthouse no 5
I have been moved to a new spot... a new spot on the block I call it Penthouse no 5
This is not what I have imagined my life to be A 3X3 meter fortress thick walls
A laughing matter
I remember our endless conversations. How we would be civil to
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The Gentle Souls
I prefer the gentle souls
people in the right state of mind.
Short fuses and anger tantrums
cause me anxiety - their sole
purpose is destruction.
Certain things are under our control
right from the start - like passion and
reason, they are only the offspring
of what happens in our mind.
Then there is the silly mind games
people play, maybe to mask their true self
or to get a power buzz by feeling in control.
Surely choosing to be a true version of oneself
is by far a better option.
The 'green-eyed monster' creeping in
and one choosing to feed it...