William H Whelan
Biography of William H Whelan
I started writing my kind of poetry when I was 15 years old. The majority of my work comes from my emotions. Mostly sad ones, for some reason this triggers the 'Pen to paper' reaction.
William H Whelan Poems
A Foolish Friendship
It seemed a foolish friendship. Instead of a love affair. As we told each other. Not to really care.
To sail away to lands unknown To sail away, solitary and all alone With a past I want to flee Heading for a future I don't want to see.
He was a newspaperman in the morning. He was a newspaperman at night. In between he became a nobody. He always kept out of sight.
The Lake (Of Hopes And Fears)
Well you’ve had time to think Now you are at the lakes brink The Lake of “Hopes and Fears” Each of its ripples is one of your years.
Love Is A Thought
Love is a thought, a chemical imbalance Loneliness is solitude and company is a chance. It's easier to win the jackpot on the lottery Than find someone and be eternally happy.
He was a newspaperman in the morning.
He was a newspaperman at night.
In between he became a nobody.
He always kept out of sight.
He wore rags for his clothes.
And skin for his shoes.
His face was grimy and rugged.
His voice only shouted the news.