Greg Costello

Rookie - 388 Points (05/04/1970 / Dublin, Rep. of Ireland)

The Leaving - Poem by Greg Costello

He changed from boy to man in double time,
And crammed his whole clan's dreams inside his boots,
The time had come for him to walk the line,
And turn his youthful back upon his roots.

The parting in itself, was filled with fears,
A solitary journey 'cross the sea,
To face a future brief, or countless years,
He flew on wings racked with anxiety.

What lay ahead he felt his craft could match,
Years of application helped fuel his fire,
But the golden boy among this latest batch,
Decided that his soul was not for hire.

The odyssey it ended five years hence,
Relief at last his exile came to pass,
Stalled in gear with a life yet to commence,
The second hand is ticking, much too fast.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 26, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, November 29, 2013


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