Damian Cranney

Veteran Poet - 1,559 Points (27/09/1949 / Liverpool)

Damian Cranney Poems

41. The Crack 3/22/2016
42. A Pebbled Beach 3/24/2016
43. A Place Without Views 7/29/2016
44. A Chance Encouter 8/2/2016
45. Natures Design 8/3/2016
46. The Babs Of Koth 8/7/2016
47. The Man In The Dock 8/8/2016
48. Bubblethe Rat 8/10/2016
49. War Graves Visit 8/22/2016
50. The Orb 10/11/2016
51. Daniel Cretona 11/2/2016
52. The Remainers 11/5/2016
53. The Powers That Be 11/17/2016
54. Scotland Be Brave 12/29/2016
55. Spectral Dream 1/14/2017
56. The Ex Soldier - An Allegory 2/2/2017
57. A Scottish Moor 2/16/2017
58. A Knight With No Name 2/21/2017
59. England 2/26/2017
60. The Rape Of Poor Greece 3/6/2017
61. Hidden Evil 3/21/2017
62. Friends In Your Life 3/21/2017
63. The Souls Progress 3/29/2017
64. Duties Reward 4/1/2017
65. Snowdonia Walks 4/20/2017
66. Fickle Fate 4/21/2017
67. Follow That Stream 4/23/2017
68. The End Of The Pier 4/26/2017
69. Fly Like A Bird 5/4/2017
70. Reasons For Drinking 6/7/2017
71. Loves Lost Time 6/15/2017
72. Who Cares! Have Another Beer 6/23/2017
73. There Was No Choice 7/12/2017
74. Dangerous Power 8/21/2017
75. The Lie - Or Is It Alright To Tell A Little White Lie 8/28/2017
76. Coming Of Age 9/28/2017
77. The Female Paradox 10/5/2017
78. Out Of Time 10/14/2017
79. Water 11/29/2017
80. Parky Benders 12/10/2017

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Best Poem of Damian Cranney

Finding God

I would like to find God, the enquiring mind said,
But I don’t really want to have to wait till I’m dead,
And when I say find him, I do not mean in spirit,
If he really exists, I would like to pay him a visit.

I would like to be able to ring up and say,
Is it ok if I call round and see you today,
I believe we are made in his likeness, they tell
So if he’s like me, we should get on quite well?

Now please understand, I am not being blasphemous,
I would love to meet God with no church in between us,
By church I mean all of the third party religions, ...

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Bleak Fields

Bleak Fields

In a cold bleak field, a soldier lay dying.
There were others around him, Who also were crying,
The medics had already tried to gain ground,
But the incessant chatter of maxims and mausers,
That chewed up the grass and the mud all around,
kept the bravest of brave, from risking his trouscrs,
And the dying from living, or their mothers from Sighing.

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