Albert Ahearn


Albert Ahearn Poems

161. The Pill Box 4/14/2010
162. Love: First And Last 4/16/2010
163. Indelibleness 4/18/2010
164. Paradise Found 4/24/2010
165. Sleepless Symphony 4/26/2010
166. Changing Places 4/28/2010
167. The Letter 4/28/2010
168. My Shadow 5/3/2010
169. A Single Flower 5/4/2010
170. Reminders 5/6/2010
171. A Burial 5/7/2010
172. Sans Animals 5/8/2010
173. Book Of Changes 5/8/2010
174. Returning 5/9/2010
175. Zombies 5/10/2010
176. Phantom In The Dark 5/12/2010
177. Living The Moment 5/13/2010
178. The Visitor 5/15/2010
179. A Change Of Heart 5/16/2010
180. A Poet 5/17/2010
181. Distinctions 5/19/2010
182. A Brand-New Day 5/22/2010
183. A Moment Of The Past 5/22/2010
184. The Gulf Of Mexico 5/29/2010
185. A Novel 5/29/2010
186. Change For A Dollar? 5/30/2010
187. Letting Go 6/1/2010
188. Now Playing 6/1/2010
189. Summoned 6/3/2010
190. Divineness 6/3/2010
191. Two Hearts As One 6/3/2010
192. Exploited Genius 6/5/2010
193. Manna For Morons 6/6/2010
194. Extinction 6/9/2010
195. Highfalutin Pollutants 6/10/2010
196. Imagination Revealed 2/17/2010
197. Jealousy 2/19/2010
198. A Poet's Rue 2/24/2010
199. Hard Times 2/25/2010
200. Hope: A Worthless Virtue 2/25/2010

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Post Apocalypse

I walk alone, bewildered, scared to death.
I haven’t any memory... survey
Through ash and try to think...I snatch a breath
And try again. The air is foul today!
I must be dreaming. That’s it! I’m dreaming.
I’ll soon awaken from this craziness
And find myself aright again. Beaming
A smile and laughing at myself, I guess.
But something isn’t right. It’s what I see:
The people, where have all the people gone?
I see homes and autos, some leafless trees.
They are ash-covered phantoms. Begone!
I’ll waken soon. It's only imagined,
A dream. Oh God! Please ...

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Elusive Annelid

I am a squiggly, slimy annelid.
I live my life above and underground.
I’m long and slim; I've no eyes or eyelids.
My life has many, many, ups and downs.
In my earthen home made of dirt and stone
This is my terrestrial element.
Here I’m safe and sound and I’m all alone
Morning mist entices my next ascent.
Here above I lie in grassy wetness.

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