by Richard Gildea | Sep 6, 2016 | Poetry
My languid form reclines as if in pose Whilst soaking up the warmth of yonder star A gentle breeze meanders ‘twixt my toes I sense in turn as each bids “au revoir” Tis glorious when life just saunters by No headlong dash to greet what’s yet to come No...
by Richard Gildea | Sep 6, 2016 | Poetry
I am aware my life’s on loan: tho due To be redeem’d when e’er Thou choose to call Still yet awhile, doth Pray my days accrue Allotted span perchance this once forestall Thru early years my Spirit roam’d as free No fear of intervention from ‘On High’ No obligation...
by Richard Gildea | Sep 6, 2016 | Poetry
Confession (hath been said) ‘tis good for soul Whilst contemplating ‘end of rope’ demise Helps concentrate the mind; brings self control ‘Fore dread of what’s to come, thru fear belies O’er years the same routine hath oft’ played out ‘Ere final walk to gallows sealed...
by Richard Gildea | Jul 8, 2016 | Poetry
O’er thousand times the size of Planet Earth Hath kept his ‘eye’ on all who gravitate Within his sphere of influence (such girth) So many went before to meet their fate Neath clouds so dense and swirling, yet he spins Tho ‘winds of change’ now blow with probe’s...
by Richard Gildea | Jul 1, 2016 | Poetry
Here shakes the ground nearby my pounding head Remiss the thoughts I hold; canst understand? Tho odds diminish with our mounting dead Small comfort’s gleaned from numbers game at hand Whilst whistled ‘trr..iiii..ing’ from rounds won’t let me be Each Prayer is for the...
