Summer Poetry
The following poems were written on 22nd June 2011 - positive, uplifitng, reflective and sometimes a little sad, they emerged from a group will to try something new:
A Woman's Growing Pains
In love’s sweet success’
The clouds of loneliness follow me,
I was singing in the choir,
I was there for every hour, hoping you’d notice me
I remember the debs all, I felt so tall
Collecting my degree,
I blushed and nearly fell to my knees
A woman now I am
Who grew from you somehow?
My teacher, my mystery
Could not tell my mam
My dad so wise and calm
Humiliated me;
Here I am with this crush
Trying to grow up in a rush
Woman
Paula Kearney
A young woman crying in her kitchen
Dreaming of diamonds and magic
With her head in the clouds
And her heart on the ground
At this moment her life feels so tragic
Then a knock on her door
Makes her stop and explore what’s going on around her
It’s her child coming in so she sticks out her chin
And remembers the love that surrounds her
This Time, This Summer
Sue Brereton
I feel its time to go away
I don’t need any material possessions
Where my destination may be
My journey for answers to questions
With a head filled of “I musts”
A face that looks so blue
I wish I was at a wishing well
I throw more than a penny or two
I’m looking for that peace mind
Maybe an oasis of calm
To free me of my weariness
Silver to cross a ladies palm
A new feeling comes over me now
Beads of sweat form
As my journey is nearly done
I swear this time is the last time
My Poem
Shirley Brennan
I went to a concert
And the music was pumping
Some were dancing
And some were jumping
Then I left with my children
As we went on to play for rest of the day
Putting pennies in the wishing well
Then they were like demons from hell
The day was a success
As it came to an end
I wrote in my diary
As I had some time to spend.
Midnight
By Siobhan Dowling
It was a balmy summers night about midnight when I came upon a beautiful sight, a wishing well that seemed to pull me right, towards it as if by magic and as I was in a bit of a plight that beautiful summers night I decided to investigate.
I looked down into the most amazing sparkling, twinkling water I had ever seen, and as I looked and looked again I thought my eyes were deceiving me. The water was shining so bright like diamonds glimmering in the light that it was almost like a crystal ball.
I started to see images, me at first writing in my diary, then the water seemed to turn fiery in colour and next I heard singing from below, I looked down again and saw myself bringing cases to the airport, humming to myself with a smile on my face, then I was landing in china.
I knew I had wanted to travel and as the scenes unravelled I was bedazzled by the spectacle of me being a success, instead of having a future of stress, my future looked bright that beautiful, balmy summer's night at midnight.
COLOURS
Mairead Dowling
Children playing in the park
Climbing trees and all that lark
There's magic in the air.
The clouds in the sky look like diamonds
That are so clear
Beautiful clours in the sky
And that is why I feel so high.
Children
Martine Dawnay
Children are a Summer day
When all of them come out to play
With voices that are loud and clear
Singing along for all to hear
Colours bright and late nights
Skipping ropes, china dolls, toy guns and games to play
When the days are endless and clouds seem far
Mountains to climb
Success is mine
I remember those days
It all seemed so fine
Now I have children of my own
I hope their summers are as good as mine
For memories are all I have
Of those Summers gone by
Ball
Sandra Grimes
Tonight will be a special night
At least until midnight
There will be long dresses and girls
With their tresses
Not allowed to go to the bar
So won’t be able to have a jar
There will be no jeans or t-shirts
So I will have a bit of a flirt.
Everybody is going from work and all
So at least for a fact we will have a ball
Summer
Susan Moulds
Summer is great, summer is the best, but honest love I could do with a rest lading in my bed, fuck up in my head, I have a bath, daughter the first, feel like a sap, don’t mean to rap. Fuck up in my head ,should be in bed, Need to get out play about, Summers is good summer is the best on with the shape up don’t need the make up out the door with haversack fell on the floor now on my back , don’t need crack don’t need blow I just go with the flow. Heading for work in a hurry in my head full of worries. Summer is good summer is the best but by jasus my head in a mess up and down all around some times I feel like klustley the clown. Summer is good summer is the best My Family is the business don’t have to pick them like apple trees but honestly I wouldn’t pick them any differently ,Summer is good summer is the best thanks to god I am blessed.
A Past Relationship
Sandra Mooney
I feel like a bird
High in the sky
No more lies,
I am free and so is he,
I can do what I want,
I can speak to the boys
And play with my ties.
I can even flirt but
I am not even ready,
No more heavy emotions
Coming my way,
More cash in my pocket
And no more hash to smoke,
No more broke Sandra,
I can shop till I bop and drop.
Can’t wait to get my own (apt) place,
I won’t have to face him again,
Out of sight, out of mind,
Cruel to be kind.
No more late nights,
No more fights,
Peace of mind and I am
Looking forward to leave the past behind
In the Summer of 2010, the SAOL Sisters wrote the song "My children, My Future". Sung to the tune of the "Father and Son" by Cat Stevens, the lyrics are reproduced below:
My Children, My Future
Chorus:
I’ve taken back what’s mine,
My Dreams , my peace of mind.
The hope I have today,
Is the strength to stay away.
Verse 1:
The Day you came into my life,
My heart started beating.
I didn’t realize that you’d started cheating.
What about my dreams,
What about my heart,
Why did I let this relationship start.
Verse 2:
I let my Children Love you.
I let them call you da.
Don’t know why I did it.
I thought that we’d go far.
My children are my life,
I’ll love them every day.
I’ll do all in my power,
To protect them in every way.
Verse 3:
Change is going to come.
It’s gonna come today.
I’m gonna find the strength,
To fight another day.
Barnie’s is the place,
I just don’t want to be,
Hangin’ round corners
Is not a life for me.
