Albert Ahearn Poems

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71.
Jealousy

People think jealousy normal.
I smile with tongue in cheek and say,
Of course, so is a square billiard ball.
This spurs in a well mannered way
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72.
A Poet's Rue

I remember as a young boy
Sitting on top Mount Parnassus
Consumed in writing I enjoyed.
Mostly poetry to express
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73.
Hard Times

I didn't have much as a kid;
Oh, we were always fed and clad.
but for luxuries, God forbid!
Two-bits a week was all I had.
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74.
Hope: A Worthless Virtue

Wherever you find Mankind, two plagues follow Him: War and poverty, both preventable but impossible to eradicate. The reason: greed. The sorrier of the two is poverty; war sometimes is a necessity, poverty never is.
Man is forever looking for more but always that pursuit is misdirected. He never includes his fellow human beings, only his narrow clique’s self-interests. The rest are left to fend for themselves. Often an impossible task to achieve, the result is poverty.
Once a victim of this state of being, what is left is hope- worthless hope.

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75.
Elysium Lost

There have been many pleasantries
As a moppet over the years:
The countless summer night breezes
That whistled music in my ears;
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76.
Stream Of Consciousness

Kenny G is blowing “forever in love”
In my ears on my media player.
His haunting sound makes me want to weep.
Why that song affects me that way
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77.
You'Ve Been Had

I heard a subtle sound from outer stairs
That interrupted peacefulness in house.
I asked myself, what was that noise my ears
Have hearkened to, perhaps it was a mouse?
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78.
A Petty Argument

Honey, just once, would you keep your mouth shut?
Why? Your mouth is the source of all our problems
That’s why. Oh, now you’re calling me a nut!
When you’re not calling me names you condemn
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79.
Willful Neglect

In youth I often wished on stars
I thought the largest ones came true.
But longing never got me far
So wishing ceased, long overdue.
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80.
Sadness Lingers

As much as I wish this frigid season
Would change into warmer days of springtime.
I can’t help feeling sad for some reason:
Ruefulness within my subconscious mind.
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