John Molloy

Rookie - 0 Points (02.09.1968 / Dublin, Ireland)

In Oriel Hall A Blinding Whistler Blew - Poem by John Molloy

Before the gunman
with his shadow fell,
Larry's boys and him
played a bygone tune
In Oriel hall.

I hear tell still
of beady eyes aglow,
In tune and joy
amidst the gloom
Of Oriel hall.

Too soon to come
the whistle of bullets
Fired and dodged -
to betrayal and death,
Shattered Oriel hall.

He battled through
wielding pen and page
Savage in truth;
Many a bomb shell retrieved
From Oriel hall.

My Grandfather saw him
with new recruits.
Somber tunes in order
of widowed days,
Lamenting Oriel hall.

A reedy man and shy
I'm told; though he
Alone - remembered,
haunts my home
On Oriel hall.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 17, 2012

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