Donal Mahoney


A Day In The Life Of Paddy Murphy, Broker - Poem by Donal Mahoney

Riding home on the train, Paddy's aware
that after supper, cigarettes, TV and beer
a romp on the wife will cloak

the question for another day.
He'll fear nothing then
till noon the next day when

the question will rise all over again.
If his luck holds, he'll survive
the ride home on the train, aware

that after supper, cigarettes, TV and beer
a romp on the wife will cloak
the question for another day.


Comments about A Day In The Life Of Paddy Murphy, Broker by Donal Mahoney

  • Bronze Star - 2,131 Points Eugene Levich (6/13/2014 2:42:00 PM)

    Great poem! - and Donal Mahoney just got added to my Favorite Poets List. He's a real poet, unlike poseurs like me who just dabbIe. Paddy Murphy's question is the same one I've been asking all my life. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 30, 2012



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