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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)

Otras obras de John Trainor...
Fingers

If I had fingers, I would find things. I would fumble, feeling through drawers of cards and notes. Fond felicitations of folk, friends from days gone by; five new pence; four candles;...
Free Child

I don’t care, What you say. Your words mean nothing, Any more. You try to say,
Why write?

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

You shouldn’t have to live because… It’s not that I don’t love you or… It’s just that sometimes the pain… We live in a society where suicide… Failure.
 2
Plea to parent

I don’t want to hear that. What it was you said. No son of mine could be like that. I’d rather you were dead! Things we shouldn’t talk about.
 1
Christmas 2020– Lockdown!

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

What is this fad collecting Exes… I am so glad we stayed friends. Oh yes he was over for the weekend… Now I know it’s nice to be nice. But banish the Ex to the fog of h…
Denial

When mother died, I hid under her… I needed a fortress, a safe space. All that was available was the liv… My two year, younger sister joined… Two huddled lumps of, I’m not qui…
Mothers Day

I lost my mum when I was 6! I was a careless lad, For at this age I did not realise… It strikes me strange to have one… This wonderous woman we all have w…
 1
A boy on a beach.

A boy on a beach, playing games? Playing dead. As the human race watches, At home, safe in its bed. And half the world mourns,
With Dragon

With dragon, lay in crook twixt le… Whilst worlds around me move, And when I wake no longer shall I… No more to prove, No half baked scheme,
 1
An easy ending?

In the mists of time, Before the dawn, Your name was written with mine. And so we met. And became,
 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!
A kicking from the Kirk, a booting from the Baptist mafia, choking from a Catholic. I’m still here!

For all the bejeebus believers. Your sight is flawed, Your faith is false. Your certainty of soul salvation, A promise and a lie.
Invisible

What if I won’t be found? As the world turns white. As the winds turn cold. As a young gay man Turns grey and old.



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