Ronnie McGinn's Poetry Page
| If you have a poem you'd like to see published in The Irish Examiner then send it to:
The Poetry Corner
The Irish Examiner USA
305 Madison Avenue, Suite 1462
New York
NY 10165
or, preferably, you can email it direct to
ronniemcginn@eircom.net.
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. |
Someone once told me that every poem contains its opposite, or put another way there is a story behind every poem. But poems are made of words; all it takes is to write them down.
Thought I saw you at the Airport
Thought I saw you at the Airport,
Saw your face among the hive,
People queuing and departing,
As so many more arrive.
Surprised by a familiar face,
That one can sometimes find,
Among those long forgotten dreams,
In the attic of ones mind.
Yet it doesn't seem that long ago,
When we stood side by side,
Here in this very terminal,
We kissed and waved goodbye.
You said you'd be coming back,
And I promised to be here,
The world has turn'd, and turn'd, and turn'd
And days turned into years,
Then I saw you at the Airport
An old link to fragile times,
When failures pressure built new dreams
In the attic of my mind.
© Ronnie McGinn
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