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Mother Nature is a B***h
A Poem by
Kieran James McGovern
Beautiful and ice cold Forever yours and mine to hold But she sings a new tune From one season to the next She imparts her wisdom in a..
She Can't Fish
A Poem by
Kieran James McGovern
Sweetie, there aren’t many fish In such a shallow pool Cast your line with Prince Charming in mind You’re nothing but a fool ..
New Year's Eve
A Poem by
Kieran James McGovern
This is about my tendencies toward self-doubt lack of fulfillment... I can't write poetry within the constrains of traditional structure, and I'm dise..
Maiden of the Mis(t)sed
A Poem by
Kieran James McGovern
Maiden of the mist, I’m moved by your mystique, Mellowed amidst your mild manners, Maddened and/or mystified by your moxy. You m..
My Ever-Shortening Attention Span
A Poem by
Kieran James McGovern
This infliction rendered Sickliest cold of December Remembered In everyone I see And everywhere I go And every time I breatheLike ..
Dante's Daughter
A Poem by
Kieran James McGovern
of a friend who died from drug addiction... addiction is a disease and not an immoral choice ... Sagtikos is a road on Long Island (SAG-ti-cose)
A Place Where No One's Right
A Poem by
Kieran James McGovern
I’ll watch the match I won’t cheer Won’t take sides Sure as hell won’t join Parting with the fleet I w..
What a Miserable World
A Poem by
Kieran James McGovern
I see battle scenes What can I do? Saying to myself “it’ll all be over soon” And I think to myself What a ..
Note to a Friend
A Poem by
Kieran James McGovern
Views dramatic Super-static Sickly-sweet, enthusiastic Toothless romantics Clean you’re room, it’s trashed and Infuse s..
VITRIOLE
A Poem by
Kieran James McGovern
If the gestures of resentment you’ve presented Are meant to offend me At least mention that intention with less discretion I.E., pl..
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