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Marie Shine (1950) is a poet of Listowel, the literary capital of Ireland. She started her journey as a poet in 1965 with her first poem ‘Galway -v- Kerry’ published in a national newspaper The Evening Herald. After that she wrote a number of poems appeared in various magazines and newspapers across the globe, but her first collection of poetry My Potpourri of Poetry could come out very late in 2011. Her second collection of poetry A Sense of Life was published in 2018. Moreover, some of her poems have been anthologized in a book produced by The Just Write Group of Listowel called Hearth Song and also in The Ballydonoghue Journal among others. She has also been the editor of A String of Words, a collection of poems of five poets. Her poetic talent was recognized in June 2005 when she came 2nd in The Dunlavin Arts Festival of Poetry and in July 2007 when she got 2nd position with her English poems in 'The Irish Christian Fellowship Association'. She served as the Editor of Creation and Criticism from April 2016 to April 2019. She resides at 32, Ballygologue Park, Listowel, County Kerry, Ireland- V31 EC84 and can be contacted at email@example.com.
1. Bullet of Words
Your bullet of words ripped open my heart.
It shattered into a million pieces.
I don’t want to talk about it
but you were cruel to me from the start.
Love is blind
and I could never see
that one day in anger
your hand would speak to me.
There was no “I’m sorry!”
No words of regret.
Life simply continued on as usual
and I wish that I could forget!
I have long forgiven. It is now in the past
through the scene replays in my mind.
I wish I’d never met you
and Fate to me had been kind.
2. A Verbal Slap On The Wrist
It was a wonderful morning, second day of Autumn.
The golden sun strode playfully across the blue sky.
Not a cloud to be seen!
My little boat sailed slowly on 'The Sea of Life'.
Ripples gently kissed it's sides as we passed by.
I was divinely happy. It felt so good to be alive!
Without intending to, I unknowingly upset you.
The sky darkened and thunder rumbled as lightening
streaked across the now dark gun metal grey sky.
The golden sun disappeared.
My little boat was rocked from side to side by a gale force wind
on the turbulent waves.
A cloud burst, filling my little boat with water.
The wind tossed it ashore as though it was made of paper.
Nobody noticed I was crying,
they thought my tears was rain which poured down my face
from the sudden change in the weather!
3. A House without Love
Hush! The silence speaks so clear
of sparring partners and living fear
Broken with a word here and there
inflicted without thought or care
It grows louder, though unheard
Roaming freely, undeterred
Hitting doors in every room
filling them with laden gloom
No spider dwells within these walls
Nor web bedecks the entrance halls
Love has died inside the home
Where shadows dwell and ever roam
There's no remorse for words once said
Now love has gone, the house is dead!
4. A Pet Is For Life
Feeling abandoned and lonely
the hungry night air nips my ears
His bite is hard and gripping
My eyes fill up with tears
I haven't ate since yesterday
when I found a juicy bone
Nor had a sip of water
You see... I have no home
I had a loving family
They were really kind and nice
The children loved me very much
Taught me how to hunt some mice
But now the children are grown up
and I am old and grey
Nobody seems to care for me
so, I have run away
If you should see me on the road
struggling my path to plod
Perhaps, you might take me in?
I'll be a good, loving, obedient dog!
5. A Tortured Soul
A tortured soul can see no light
brightest day is darkest night
Darkness overwhelms each day of the year
Each moment is ruled by darkest fear
Nothing seems real living in a world surreal
Numbed to the bone, nothing I feel
Inside is a void nothing can fill
Each molehill insurmountable, a bitter pill
All joy has gone, drained to the last
There's no present, no future, only the past
Longing to sleep, yet wide awake
Uncertain how much more I can take
Enveloped by dark thoughts filled with fear
Unable to laugh or shed a tear
Feeling I'm dead, though I'm still alive
as once more into the darkness I dive
Note: This poem is not a personal write. It is my muse writing on what life can be like for a beautiful soul living in a world where light does not enter.