Patrick O'Neil : Writing

Working Game

Working Game

A Poem by Patrick O'Neil


Early morning. Duty calls. Alarms to be, at beckon call. We travel from, near and far to be the next, great, business star. Dressed to duel, i..
Tell me?

Tell me?

A Poem by Patrick O'Neil


Paint a picture with your words. Tell me something, i haven't heard. Let me see, the world anew, with your text, from a different few. Tell me..
Winter

Winter

A Poem by Patrick O'Neil


Winter wind, fast and cold, cuts through divide of flesh and bone. Winter chill, invades my soul. Dark mornings and longest nights, longing for,..
The Great Wish

The Great Wish

A Poem by Patrick O'Neil


I Wish?... I wish, I was someone else. Someone of fortune, fame, nobility. To have, things and diamond rings. I Wish?.. I wish that I, could do..
Cyber love's true intent

Cyber love's true intent

A Poem by Patrick O'Neil


I can not, believe my luck! Thinking I would be, forever stuck. Yet here you are, my beautiful, avatar. How could it be a fake? my true love, ..
Cyber Dump

Cyber Dump

A Poem by Patrick O'Neil


Met someone, online! We LOL, and had a good time. Words were spoken, Too little too few, No worry, soon we will redo. O life, online? Cruel u..

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