Seán O Muiríosa

Rookie - -6 Points (A Thursday,1987 / Tiobraid Arann)

The Visiting Hours - Poem by Seán O Muiríosa

I visited your grey face today.
Your not well, old friend, not well.
They say it’s spreading swiftly
Through your every curve and bend,
I examined you myself with cruel eyes
The world will never be able to mend.
You’ve changed all right.
What caused it?
All those years of over indulgence?
Should have seen it coming?
Well, perhaps…
Though it was bound to build up
And up and up and out.
I fear for you dear, alone and isolated
Out here on the west.
I had to leave you then
Like they soon will.
They said you needed to rest.

Outside, just beyond your stare
Yellow and orange daffodils grew
And fluttered in the long grass.
They used to be your favourites.
Mine too.

Comments about The Visiting Hours by Seán O Muiríosa

  • (1/30/2006 10:10:00 PM)

    excellent poem my friend...I loved the essence of this piece.. (Report)Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • (10/27/2005 2:31:00 AM)

    Mary is absolutely right, this is a wonderful and powerful poem. The ending is so poignant....

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • (4/10/2005 5:30:00 PM)

    What a wonderful poem! ! I am always suprised and saddened to learn of an elderly person dying alone as they do. Your last paragraph reminds me of how cruel it seems that as somebody is dying.........the world does not stop to notice. Sincerely, Mary (Report)Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • (4/10/2005 5:11:00 PM)

    this is so powerfull, you have a great talent Seán (Report)Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • (4/10/2005 4:55:00 PM)

    I like this poem very much Seán. It is sad but it is based on reality, a lot of old people die alone.. As for the last paragraph, I just loved it. Well done my friend!

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
Read all 5 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Read poems about / on: today, friend, fear, alone, world, change

Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 10, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 9, 2005

Famous Poems

  1. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  5. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  6. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  7. Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  8. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
    Mary Elizabeth Frye
  9. I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
    Pablo Neruda
  10. Television
    Roald Dahl
[Report Error]