John F. McCullagh

Gold Star - 4,657 Points [The Hobbit] (09/28/1954 / Flushing)

John F. McCullagh Poems

841. Fifty Words For Snow 3/4/2015
842. A Child Of Then 5/27/2012
843. All Who Remain 1/27/2015
844. Alcoholics Unanimous 11/24/2010
845. A Dark Day Without Rain 11/12/2011
846. Al Gore Doesn’t Recycle 6/5/2010
847. Eye Of The Tiger 12/14/2009
848. A Cry In The Night 11/4/2010
849. A Knife In The Heart 2/11/2011
850. Adam 2/7/2011
851. A Little Bit Of Brooklyn 8/29/2010
852. A Rose Amidst The Thorns 12/10/2010
853. A Brewed Awakening 11/29/2010
854. A Misplaced Minute 12/30/2009
855. A Study In Scarlett 12/15/2010
856. A Murder In Chatham 10/31/2009
857. Adam’s Rib 2/8/2011
858. 5-5-5-5 2/11/2011
859. A Man For All Seasons 1/28/2011
860. A Life In The Theater 5/1/2010
861. A Tenuous Tenor 10/26/2009
862. A Rose Without A Thorn 11/16/2010
863. A Prayer For Thanksgiving,2010 11/15/2010
864. A Pale Horse, George A. Custer And The Seventh Calvary 1/30/2011
865. A Snowflake’s Revenge 12/20/2009
866. (it Was) A Very Good Year. 10/24/2010
867. A Year Ago Today, The 9/11 Poem 10/25/2009
868. A Cup Of Tea 2/16/2010
869. A Light Before Dying (Dark Humor) 9/28/2010
870. sacred Flame (A Tale Of The Neanderthals) L 2/26/2010

Comments about John F. McCullagh

  • alsimoes2332@gmail.com (4/24/2018 7:47:00 AM)

    Just wrote a book about teaching art inspired writing & poetry and would like to use The Eternal Question in my book. How do I contact Mr. McCullagh to get his permission?

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  • Mikhail Sonkin (4/28/2016 9:53:00 AM)

    Dear John,
    This is the first time when I tried to read contemporary English poem. I am a Russian who live in USA 24 years, and I am 71, and I write some poem too. My Russian friend translated some of your poems, I liked them so I decided to read in English.
    I love this poem. You are right in your last lines. In a two years I and my wife will have 50 anniversary of our marriage. It is an answer on your poem.
    Best wishes Mikhail Sonkin

Best Poem of John F. McCullagh

sacred Flame (A Tale Of The Neanderthals) L




The newcomers killed my woman,
Ransacked my cave and killed my child.
My brother and I had been out hunting,
The only reason we’re still alive.

We noticed first as we drew closer
The sacred fire had gone out.
We dropped our catch and sniffed the air-
When I smelled blood I grabbed my axe.

My spirit dropped, my heart was saddened
My woman and my child lay dead
The newcomers had speared the baby
A club caved in my woman’s head.

My brother took the child to bury
I built a rock cairn for my mate
I stroked her matted hair in ...

Read the full of sacred Flame (A Tale Of The Neanderthals) L

The Race For The Cure

I had a sister once
She had sunshine in her smile
She was everybody’s friend
For you she’d gladly walk a mile

When I see her in my mind’s eye
Jeanette’s forever young
When we lost her to the monster
She was only 41.

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