Not Ready

I can feel it

I can’t stop it

even if I try

some day coming

some day soon

I will have to say it

I will tell you goodbye.

I’m not ready

I won’t be ready

the goodbye is near

it is coming

some day soon

no such thing as ready

is my biggest fear.

I’m not ready to be strong

(I’ll have to be strong)

I’m not ready to move on

(I will move on)

my heart won’t listen to my mind

whispering you’re gone

(my heart will feel you’re gone).

Now is the moment

enjoy this moment

don’t think of tomorrow

of what is coming

some day soon

live in the moment

is good advice I know.

Time keeps its pace

never changes its pace

be grateful for today

before what is coming

some day soon

when a today’s pace

will make us say come what may.

I’m not ready to be strong

(I’ll have to be strong)

I’m not ready to move on

(I will move on)

my heart won’t listen to my mind

whispering you’re gone

(my heart will feel you’re gone)

I don’t want to be that strong.

© 2025 ck’s days

A Leprechaun’s Mischief

Not sure if this one counts. I was attempting an Ae Freislighe style of poetry but it was hard. When I finally finished, I went to bed and as I drifted off to sleep, I realized I didn’t get the dunadh! Which means, it was not in fact done. Not sure if my dunadh works but this is my first attempt.

On record as mythical

I walked around Dublin

searchin for the mystical

hopin gold would be comin.

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Ireland

Continuing with my Ireland poetry, I thought instead of merely being inspired by the locale, I should attempt to express myself using an Irish form of poetry. While this is my first attempt at Dechnad Cummaisc, hopefully it isn’t too terrible. While challenging, it was fun to try!

I traveled to a distant shore

for adventure

a lyrical place of beauty

to be, for sure.

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