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Patrick O'Halloran is a full time college professor at New York City College of Technology. He teaches accounting, marketing and research seminar in the hospitality department. Originally from Kilkishen Village in County Clare he has been in New York City since 1987. and lives in Cold Spring with his wife Tricia and their five year old son, Eamonn. At present Patrick is putting the final touches to a poetry booklet which will be published later this year. The booklet will be in English, Gaelic and Spanish.

Patrick's poetry touches on the fleeting nature of human life, its beauty and impermanence. The compressed texture of his words conceals an exuberance for life that triumphs over its nature. Patrick's book is something we can look forward to with anticipation.

As My Son Grows

Born to grow, born to mow, but not to bow.
Born to sigh, born to dance, but not to cry.
Born to live but not for me to see you die.
Born to fly, born to be well,
Born to give life, but not to kill.
Born to smile, born to be wild,
But most of all,
Born to share life with me

The Stream

What lovely sound the water makes,
Gently as it flows,
Sound of thought, sound of praise,
Ever so nice, ever so quiet,
On its way it goes,
Softly as it touches the rocks,
Never any harm does it do,
And never does it stop.

The Forbidden Fruit

I crossed the line,
Soaked in your love,
Breathless, cobbled together,
Undeterred we became the primary color,
Innocent and pure,
Life lurked between the surface,
Aversion to the pragmatist
Ensured our love would never die.

© Patrick O'Halloran