Nov. 12, 2017

A Birthday Poem

Over the years I have written celebration poems for special occasions. They have given me great satisfaction and pleasure, to think about the occasion and the people involved and to write about them. Many of you will know that I my own birthday was on Saturday 11th November. To my complete delight an surprise my son-in-law Chris presented me with a book of poems by rupi kaur entitled milk and honey and his first written poem. It had to be part of my blog. I am touched, grateful and impressed. Incidentally the picture was made by my grandson Harvey to deptict his journey to his holiday home. Enjoy.


Or: an attempt at a poem on the occasion of Peter’s birthday

 1945 -2017

Ever decreasing circles.

Ranelagh, Crumlin, Ballinteer, Malahide

Ever increasing circles.

One house, six people

Too many circles?


But somehow it works,

like cogs in a clock

ticking forward

occasionally backward

or stopped.

But mostly it works.

By Chris


Triona Mc Morrow

18.11.2017 18:33

That is lovely, tender and understanding. The drawing is very apt.

Margaret D

15.11.2017 14:52

I love the poem, the drawing and the music - a great tribute to the Clarke/Doherty family. Well done to Chris.

Latest comments

25.11 | 22:15

Grief is experience through the mundane. Simple but powerful. The accompanying image really compliments the poem.

07.11 | 11:14

Hi Peter,

A great observation! Social media can be a scary place... I also need to reduce my time there



06.11 | 16:24

A great one, Peter, in the context you describe. I don't read social media myself, I doubt my equilibrium could stand it. 'The balance of his mind disturbed' yes, I think it would be.

06.11 | 15:59

Yes, gossip is a weapon of mass destruction.

In my business as well as personal life I have zero tolerance.

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