James W Dillon : Writing

Eye of the storm

Eye of the storm

A Poem by James W Dillon


when everything turns grey
F**k off other poems

F**k off other poems

A Poem by James W Dillon


I was emotional..apologies for the language
Alcohol is involved

Alcohol is involved

A Poem by James W Dillon


Any drink takers can relate..i'm assuming
Bank Balance

Bank Balance

A Poem by James W Dillon


Showing a secret, trying to be discrete
Decalogue

Decalogue

A Poem by James W Dillon


Or the 10 commandments as you may know it
Unspoken Words

Unspoken Words

A Poem by James W Dillon


The quickest poem to fall in love with
Sil- ill- oh- qeef

Sil- ill- oh- qeef

A Poem by James W Dillon


not sure if its the qeef were all picturing
The Rings End Towers

The Rings End Towers

A Poem by James W Dillon


a poem about the only inanimate objects in this fine country of Ireland I have feelings for
Coming back mine?

Coming back mine?

A Poem by James W Dillon


not racy enough to be rated mature
Sober Sex

Sober Sex

A Poem by James W Dillon


wasn't drunk, had sex..here's the story behind it