Donal Mahoney


It's Many Miles From Easy - Poem by Donal Mahoney

It's many miles from easy to the end.
For some, the end is dawn. For others it's
the nightfall of imbroglio because

the end depends upon your ticket
and every ticket's punched one-way.
No round-trip tickets, save perhaps

for some who claim a mulligan,
who say they need another chance.
It's true that some may need a mulligan

if they leave without a destination,
while others know which port
they'll dock in. Or so they say.

When they arrive, however,
and find no hula skirts or leis,
they may gasp and cry, 'Who knew? '

while somewhere in the clouds
a blinking neon sign proclaims
it's many miles from easy to the end.


Comments about It's Many Miles From Easy by Donal Mahoney

  • Gold Star - 35,597 Points Gajanan Mishra (3/18/2014 8:46:00 AM)

    somewhere in the clouds, we are there, good one.
    Please read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 18, 2014


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