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John Trainor

John Trainor

The wronged wife.

Did you see?
In her eyes,
That sparkle?
 
I think she knew you once,
 
Or twice!
 
And yet, did not know you!
 
For, in truth,
                       I
                        Know
                            You!
 
And my eyes are dull!

(1986)

Other works by John Trainor...
Love For Luke

I cannot begin To capture my Love for you In prose or Haiku
An easy ending?

In the mists of time, Before the dawn, Your name was written with mine. And so we met. And became,
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Birthday Boy

“What is it?” (A baby of course,) “Oh it’s a boy.” And as you slapped on to mothers t… Like a wet fish,
Virus 2020

I will not ask for help. This virus has abandoned me high a… I locked down early. As a health professional I did no… Though I waited.
The Bond

The bond that was broken cannot be… whilst you wax bitter in your shel… But I can see more to this love a… Let our love live again. Let our love live again.
Why write?

Do I write my poems and prose and… Cowardly! Do I publish them and say, "this… How indulgent! Do I say nothing?
Who do you love?

How do you start to write a poem, “who do you love?” First, throw out the rhyme. Whilst lazy it just saves time. I have loved and do love many people in different ways, (read CSLewis,) ...
Love is . . . .

I feel you, Know you are there, Pressing close, Behind me. Yes.
The knowing

I’ll never be quite sure how you g… Still you are here. Inside. Moving me. I packed my trunk with memories of…
 1
Love is?

Nobody loves you. They say that they love you. Love you. Love you. But you can’t hear!
Christmas 2020– Lockdown!

For Christmas this year, I shall paint my fat face! I can do that you know. A clown, A queen,
World from my window

Four march hares dashing, Running right to left, From my window. Three march hares dash back, Running left to right,
Hunting for fire dragons in the park

Crisp cold crunch of boots through… Silent, skeletal trees, hiding lit… Yet, you must watch for movement i… For fire dragons can sleep in stea… Still.
 1
ReWriting Tom Robinson

Sing If you’re glad to be Gay. Sing If you’re happy that way! Hey! Sing If you’re glad to be Gay. Sing If you’re happy that way!
Dangerous Games

When life was young we ran with th… Voice of the vortex shouting in ou… Our arms spread wide, coat edges e… Our hair ran in rivulets riding th… Joy, fear, fire in our veins as ob…



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