Terry O'Leary


Terry O'Leary Poems

1. Gypsy Eyes 4/25/2012
2. Me 4/28/2012
3. Passing Trains In Winter Rain 4/28/2012
4. My Guitar 5/2/2012
5. Nun In Friar Small-Bro's Grave... Yard 5/21/2012
6. Nika 5/22/2012
7. The Drummer 5/26/2012
8. While I Gaze In Your Eyes 5/11/2012
9. Weeping Girl 5/31/2012
10. Laughing In The Yard 6/19/2012
11. There Once Was A Nun 6/22/2012
12. The Night Awaits The Dawn 6/10/2012
13. The Harlot 6/11/2012
14. Leaves Begin To Shudder 7/2/2012
15. No More Cause To Worry 7/5/2012
16. Lost Love Deliria 7/24/2012
17. Merchant Ship 8/16/2012
18. He Tickled Her Pink 8/26/2012
19. Treasure For Maureen 9/4/2012
20. Gypsy Guy 9/21/2012
21. Never Land 9/29/2012
22. 50's And 60's Weird Tv On Channel 3 6/27/2012
23. Forbidden Valley 11/9/2012
24. Ramblers 10/25/2012
25. Remember 1/14/2013
26. Only I Decide My Fate 3/23/2014
27. Neanderthal 4/4/2014
28. Michael Brown 8/16/2014
29. Lotsa Limericks - It Couldn't Be Verse 10/20/2014
30. The Probe 11/15/2014
31. The Probe 2 11/16/2014
32. The Probe 3 6/25/2015
33. Limbo 7/11/2015
34. A View From A Window 7/13/2015
35. Eugene, Eugene... 12/28/2015
36. In An Old Cathedral 1/1/2016
37. The Lonely Spirit 1/8/2016
38. Improbable Me 9/19/2014
39. Love Without Hope 3/30/2016
40. Rough Roads To Roam 5/14/2016
Best Poem of Terry O'Leary

The Stone

The Tale below was carved one night,
Upon the Stone, by candlelight
...most won't believe, but some just might
.........most won't believe, but some just might

. Preface

Well James made Beth his lovely bride
(And angels smiled, though teary eyed)
...their bodies bound, their spirits tied
.........their bodies bound, their spirits tied

Upon her hand, a shimmer shone,
As bright as blood, a ruby Stone
...and brighter still, as love had grown
.........and brighter still, as love had grown

Soon James was sent to man a ...

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Rough Roads To Roam

The flames of the furnace (well-travelled by wind) ,
slowly glazing the rags of gray women chagrined
by the sight of a hair fleeing tresses now thinned,
sometimes flicker like waves through the naves in the night
as pink lightning peeks in when the tension hangs tight
and the lanterns, alarmed, appear fulgent with fright.

Having lost both his arms and now dancing for dimes,
Captain Hook haunts the alleyway's rivers of rhymes,

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