Biography of Liam O'Brien
With his first serious poem being written in 2008, Liam would occasionally write a poem or two, but started writing properly and sharing his poetry in 2012 after being given plenty of support and inspiration by his English Literature teacher and a close friend who also writes.
Liam regularly posts new poems on his blog: www.wordsofafriendpoetry.blogspot.com
Liam O'Brien's Works:
Common Poetics (Free Download)
Liam O'Brien Poems
Let Sleeper do as Sleeper does And Dreamer men take flight in haze; For while one wastes their precious time, The other makes most of their days.
Sit quiet, my friends; and listen, Be still. For it is then, in the echoing cries Of one's mind
Those stars among the midnight sky Are watching all, for all can see The watchers without blinking eye. They watch for you, they watch for me.
Inhale. Breathe. Receive the new life That accompanies.
Infested life with dreams that wakened Is like day once dawn has breakened. Impossibilities come forth from void, Imaginations: girled or boyed?
My lords and ladies, knights and squires, Tonight shall see ye bask in fires That do not light until the day Has passed and is gone on its way
Hades! I pray take me as thy lover! Violets taken by the shadow of death Whilst father lays in rosemary cover Invite Persephone to leave Macbeth.
The pale white of the moon Alights over the soft, grey stone. The sky is bleeding all hues of Red, yellow and a blazing orange.
Mediocrity is no option for those who Are protectors. The providers, leaders, Never have many truly understood How it is that these folks are so good!
My pity on he who tries to cheat the Dreamwalker, For a jealous lender he is. My pity on she who tries to cheat the Dreamwalker, For he always receives his due.
The keys to notes play tunes of loss, Tunes of longing, tunes of blues. 'Til metal enshrouding the air does trump with Tunes of longing, tunes of blues.
At The Jazz Band Ball
Dressed up fine, ready to swing in time, I set that Satchmo spinning. My right hand clicks, he plays his licks, You know that it's beginning.
To Love The Language
Contraptions built of words can reach Planets beyond existence. A guiding voice is needed first, Then creative persistence.
Receive the new life
Each breath is
With a chance
To move forward,
Why step back?
Why use future