Declan O'Reilly

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I always had a love for poetry. Growing up in Ireland poetry was everywhere, it was part of everyday speech. I never liked the fact it was considered high-brow, that it belonged to a certain class and that one had to be well-schooled to understand it. I don't think any poet ever wrote for a certain audience and I definitely do not either. True poetry is universal and its themes are as varied and as unique as we are. That's what makes it so special. I have had many poems published. Mostly in newspapers but the odd one or two featuring in books.)

The Best Poem Of Declan O'Reilly

Ploughman

I tend the fields until they are ready;
All day I turn over the soft soil,
All day I keep the horses going steady,
Now my work is almost done, my toil,
Upon the awakened land is almost still,
Only the seed do I have left to spread,
Seed that in autumn will become the crop
That I bring in. My days know no dread,
Though I tire from time to time, I do not drop;
In summer I shall sit upon the porch and sway,
And gaze out there at the straw man,
That keeps the circling flocks at bay;
And I am as content as they that pan;
And you may ask if I of this ever tire,
If this life ever humored my mind,
And I shall say the same till I expire,
No other life did I ever seek to find,
It is all I know and when I think it through,
I have lived it unchanged nigh on seventy years,
And my wife watches over me as wives do,
And I have no cause for bitter tears.

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