Neil Gray

Rookie (November 5th 1972. / Some hospital I think...can't remember...was very young at the time.)

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All my life I have been attracted to the seedier aspects of life which I put down to my mother being a drunk and my step-father not giving a damn.
So I left home at the age of 16 too seek my fame and fortune and ended up 5 years later in a re-hab clinic having suffered a nervous break-down....boy did I get that wrong.
So I've travelled and drank my way acroos this country more than once ... more »

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  • Kate Hamilton (12/28/2006 1:27:00 PM)

    I like.

    I thought that was all that needed to be said but the computer demanded more.

  • Not Long Left (4/14/2006 7:09:00 AM)

    Not all of Neils poems will appeal to everyone, everyone being those that choose to hide from the truth preffering to deny it. Neil embraces it, the sordid, the scary,
    the leftover ills of broken dreams, the drunkeness, the lonely, and the pained.
    He does this through humour, raw honest words and thoughts and with keen eye
    for detail. I am glad i come across his work.


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Best Poem of Neil Gray

God's Foreman.

Drinking at 3 am
in the
Sacred Heart
and Danny
raise's a toast
to the memory
of his Father.

'To my Da'.
Who taught me
3 things.
Always look further
than you can see,
Never back down
and show the
bastards weakness
and if all else fails
just shout
Up yer Bollocks
at the World.'

I liked his Old Man.

He was one of the last.

A dying breed.

He'd come to this
country in the day's
when the doors
of all the boarding
houses were closed
to his kind.

When the signs still read
'No Irish, No ...

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