Gerard Horgan Poems
- The Lost World I've known for some time. I am not of ...
- Dieu Et Mon Droit Sibelius vies with the office shredder ...
- Young Tom I saw an old schoolmate today Death had him in ...
- The Working Man An emotional enigma is he, Few if any know ...
- Lost Where do I go now? I see no roads diverged In a ...
- The Piano Each note of a piano, Evokes a different ...
- The Abyss His sunken and tired eyes stare on. He is lost at ...
Gerard Horgan was born in Cork, Ireland but has lived and worked in France, Germany, Belgium and the United States.
He has been writing poetry on and off for 13 years and recently completed his first short story - The Dawning of the Day.
Gerard is currently working on his first novel and a screenplay. He likes travel, photography and music. more »
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The Lost World
I've known for some time.
I am not of them.
One - of the society that surrounds me,
Spits me out,
At the end of each working day.
I am far gentler than they are.
I seek neither profit nor strife
No stomping of the ground
No pound of flesh for time served
No mental anguish at the manager's door
I am here to
Hurt - no one
Cross - no one
Punish - no one
I seek different things to what they seek.
I long for the lingering look,
The walk among virgin meadows,
The Sun, face, wind, and dew.
I seek peace.
I seek her face.