Doghouse

Well, he’s in the doghouse and has no idea why,

It’s a familiar place he won’t deny,

This is where she said to go,

For what reason he still doesn’t know,

Yet here he sits in his newfound home,

Quietly sat just left alone,

 

Came home from work as he did all week,

To be told to him she will not speak,

Not for weeks after what he has done,

And just to enforce it there will be no fun,

And still no clue why he is sent right here,

The more time passes the less he is clear,

 

While in the doghouse he decides to just wait,

His life his time she says contemplate.

To this place of now comfort he has been sent,

Silently hearing her shout and vent,

So often here now it feels like his home,

No one to talk with here on his own,

 

With a thousand jobs flying about his head,

He forgot to do something while she lay in bed,

But he did recall that this drove him mad,

For he had given her all that he had,

And while in this doghouse he formed a plan,

Promised he would be a better man,

 

As she waited for her man from work to come home,

Intending to the doghouse send him again on his own,

With the light now fading and still no sign,

She wondered was this by way of design,

No man came home at the end of this week,

Now she must go and him try to seek,

 

A phone call later and directions were sent,

A new house built where no one could vent,

No screaming nor shouting in this his new place,

The name on the door showed horror on her face,

Here is my home fit for a man or a mouse,

Henceforth be known as the peaceful doghouse.

 

When dawn turns to dusk

friend leaving her job sadly 

As this day ends and dawn calls dusk

A vacant space will be felt by all,

An eerie confusion will become a must,

Who if any will answer our call?

Faces look wondering who will now smile?

 

As light starts to fade and the moon brightly shines,

Dawn sadly leaves hopeful hearts and minds,

We are grateful to you for the time you have spent,

So helpful and kind hearing to all who vent,

Troubles and woes no longer voiced.

 

The space now empty where you would stand,

Asking all without favour if they were grand,

How life was with them on each given day,

Hearing intently what they had to say,

A caring look enough to beguile,

 

A little less light will now grace our day,

Business as usual will continue to stay,

As you leave this place no longer stand here,

We will surely miss you this much is clear,

We wish you every and the best of choice,

 

Faces look for who now may smile,

Troubles or woes to whom will they voice,

Who’s caring stare will now beguile,

Who shall offer some or other choice,

As you dawn, call dusk your one of the best.

 

So, dawn turns to dusk, and you leave our sight,

Having given to so many a smile warm and bright,

Here’s to you for playing your part,

And showing one and all you have a good heart.

Held dear by so many good health and God bless.

Christy (punchy) o Donnell

 

Mammy’s only child

My sister say’s her mother loved her, strange as though it seems,

I tried to recollect this but only in my dreams,

She say’s she loved her dearly, of us a baker’s dozen,

I thought she had a soft spot, for a distant cousin.

 

In all the years she knew her mam, her memories are intact,

Mothers favourite she is heard to shout and this she says is fact,

Her mammy loved but her alone and dare you contradict,

With all the rest of us she says her mammy could be strict,

 

Perhaps I said she humoured you, while you were growing up,

Kept you smiling long enough, until you grew enough,

To see that there were more of us, younger but like you,

Thinking mammy loved only us, hoping it were true?

 

A resounding shake of her blonde hair, and swift decline of truth,

Her mammy loved but her, she had no time for the youth,

Nor all who dared come after her, as she was the only one,

None of us could call her mother, until sister dear was done,

 

So, we grew up without a mammy, no one there to call,

Until said sister was away, and our mother we would call,

Then 12 of us would share said sister’s only mam,

Each night we prayed she’d marry some woman or a man,

 

My sister told her family her mam loved only she,

And smiled her way through life, as happy as can be,

None but her existed in the eyes of her dear mother,

Neither nine of her dear sisters nor one of her three brothers,

 

My sister says her mammy, showed her only love,

held her in such regard beside only God above,

yes, she loved her dearly amongst her baker’s dozen,

I still recall well talked about, not-so-distant cousin.

15- 03- 24

Christy o Donnell

(Which sister huh?)

 KNOW YOU THIS 

Yes, it is me. A fleeting thought, 

Passing through your mind, 

I am there always, waiting, 

for you to find, 

Know you this, you are forever cared for, 

Know you this, it is I who cares, 

 

For we are family, born to the same clan, 

Share the same genes,  

From some woman or man, 

Not always speaking, yet ever present in dreams, 

Know you this, I think of you often, 

Know you this, I cared, in your darkest times  

 

I cared enough to fill a box, 

with things you might enjoy, 

I care enough to listen, 

when others may not try, 

Know you this, of you, I fondly think, 

Know you this, lean on me, when you face the brink, 

 

We are family, share the love and loss, 

We are many and we are few, 

We all have in time paid the price, suffered the cost, 

Looking back the love and loss we knew, 

But hear this, you are loved, 

Know this, you are thought fondly of, 

 

We are eldest and youngest, look forward and recall, 

Parent and child, helped cushion many a fall, 

Sat at life's table, we share in the good, 

Iron out anything, misunderstood, 

Know you this, good or not I think of you, 

Forever care for, and family cares, 

Present in dreams, thought of often, 

In your darkest hour, you have family, 

Whom fondly of you think. 

 

Christy o donnell 😊 

 The pandemic shows no sign of shifting 

Let's all have a party in Clifden 

If they find out so what 

They're a right foolish lot 

We'll spin em a yarn and they’ll listen