Bridgid Patrick

Rookie - 27 Points (London)

Bridgid Patrick Poems

81. Alice In La La Land 10/14/2005
82. Politically Correct 3/7/2006
83. 3 Stages Of Grief 2/6/2006
84. Sotally Tober 2/16/2006
85. The Vampire 4/21/2005
86. Abortion 10/10/2006
87. A Woman's Handbag 2/2/2006
88. .rhyme Is A Crime 2/25/2006

Comments about Bridgid Patrick

  • Daniel Partlow Daniel Partlow (8/24/2007 11:36:00 PM)

    I think she's brilliant. I hope she keeps writing.

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  • Gina Onyemaechi (4/22/2006 8:20:00 AM)

    In her biography, Ms Patrick claims not to be a poet 'of any substance'. I feel that she is underselling herself: here is a highly intelligent, witty, feisty, and, above all, TALENTED young poet who packs a serious punch into just about everything that she pens. I enjoy nearly every single piece of her writing, my personal favourites including 'Rhyme Is a Crime', 'Little Jimmy Tattersall', 'Hand Job', and 'Do Not Disturb'. As she astutely observes in 'Great Unknown', she is indeed a great if obscure writer. It is my wish, however, that her works receive the wider audience that they fully deserve, and sooner rather than later. Bridg, allow me to offer you my full admiration and respect for your zesty, entertaining writing.
    Very best regards,
    Gina.

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  • Tomás O Cárthaigh (2/26/2006 11:06:00 AM)

    'and every so often I put a pen to paper and voila! '

    Many poets of lesser abilty could do with your humility!

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Best Poem of Bridgid Patrick

A Woman's Handbag

The handbag is a rare delight, it's like Aladdin's cave,
All sorts of things are hidden there, that females like to save,
It's black and big and heavy, with a nice long shoulder strap,
Its weighted down with odds and sods and other stuff like that.

But the lady finds just what she wants deep down amongst her treasure,
Of keys and pins and leg hair wax and a metric rule for measure,
The remnants of forgotten ills with aspirins held so dear,
Birth control and other pills with labels quite unclear.

Calorie counters, cotton buds, old lottery tickets too, ...

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Divine Intervention

When darkness like a cloud descends
And banishes the light
When day is just a memory
And all there is is night
When heaviness engulfs your heart
Crushing it like a stone
Find hope in knowing through it all
That you are not alone.

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