Joseph Doyle

(Dunlaoghaire, Dublin, Ireland)

Joseph Doyle Poems

1. The Prisoner 1/2/2003
2. God I Do Not Want To Die 1/2/2003
3. My Dad 1/2/2003

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My Dad

Sat in his armchair.
Slippers worn and torn,
Face unshaven, Hair disheveled,
What was he thinking.
A cigarette hanging from his lips,
The ashes on his cardigan,
Like fallen snow.
I knew he loved me,
But he never said so.
Nor did he ever give me a hug,
That would be sissy.
He missed my ma as I did,
And seemed not to care anymore.
A cantankerous old git,
But I loved him.
Now he was in the autumn of his years,
One day he woke up and was old.

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