Terry O'Leary


Epitaphs In Verse - Reflections In The Eyes Of A Poet - Poem by Terry O'Leary

The eyes behind a head inclined reflect a universe

Of shanty towns and kings in crowns and parties in a hearse,
Of heaping mounds of coffee grounds and pennies in a purse,
Of heart attacks in shoddy shacks, of motion in reverse,
Of reasons why pale kids must die, quite trite and curtly terse,
Of puppet people at the steeple, kneeling down averse,
Of tinkle tones and megaphones with empty words and worse,
Of life's begin' in utter sin and other things perverse,
Of lewd taboos and residues contained within the Curse,

While poets blind, in gallows' rind, carve epitaphs in verse.


Comments about Epitaphs In Verse - Reflections In The Eyes Of A Poet by Terry O'Leary

  • Ruby Honeytip (2/9/2013 1:26:00 AM)


    Your work is original, intelligent and so very free flowing. I have a new love and it is all things written by Terry O'Leary! ! Do people stand and clap for your poetry? ....they should! ! (Report) Reply

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  • (10/23/2012 2:12:00 PM)


    Interesting rhyme and word choices! -c (Report) Reply

  • Ellias Anderson Jr. (8/8/2012 2:10:00 AM)


    wow dear Terry, you always shock me with your professional sense of humanity and epic!
    this art is unique!
    well done!
    so talented! ! !
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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 6, 2012



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