Ronnie McGinn's Poetry Page
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The Irish Examiner USA
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If possible keep your poem to 20 lines. You may choose any subject you like, in any form you like as long as it's original. We look forward to hearing from you. |
Anita Daly of Blackrock in Cork, Ireland is a member of The Douglas Writers Group. She sent us three of her poems. Perhaps I misinterpreted her intentions but on reading them, they seemed to work well together almost like different chapters in a story. Maybe I'm wrong and it's really only one poem.
Path to the future
Her body is full
Of love-handles,
Not so fat as to be crude,
she wears a pink tracksuit jacket,
Softly curving in all sorts of ways
And white tracksuit bottoms.
She spends her youth with
Her siblings' families, her mother
And friends, and is employed
By Wallmarts in the day.
The Holy Grail Romance
She takes a quick look in
His window and sees his
Profile by the light of
His heater, full on, and
His tv.
There are city lights on outdoors
He smiles in her gaze and
leans forward in his arm
Chair to watch the tv, excited;
he has his own apartment,
it seems like a den to him.
Plays football with his mates
And works for his uncle
In a music shop by day
Getting Cozy
He hardly ever smells of drink
And she has no cellulite, or second chin.
What does it take to meet him,
Where does he go by night,
She asks her buddies.
© Anita Daly
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