john o'connell

Rookie (11.12.1949 / Limerick, Ireland)

An Imaginary Pin Drops - Poem by john o'connell

an imaginary pin drops
in the middle of the night
and I start from my sleep,
surrounded by memory's ghosts
and conscience.
I think of the brilliance of goals
scored on factory pitches
and long weekend hikes
into azure mountains -
relief from habitual living
and production floors.
primitive youth
lilting to and fro
as anger, lust
and dreams of the perfect
flooded my veins.


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  • Prince Obed de la Cruz (2/17/2010 9:35:00 PM)


    wow very good.... very nice write (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 11, 2010



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