We’ve nothing left to say
And nowhere left to hide
Stranded at a crossroads
Dead ends on either side
We’ve drifted apart
I know we have
It’s your fault and it’s mine
We’re in a rut
I hate you now
No, we won’t cross the line
Is this as low as we can stoop
With nowhere left to go?
It’s like a never-ending loop
Shuffled to and fro
I’ve lost my mind now,
You should know
We’re fucking here together
Bored to death no, here we go
You have me stuck in limbo.
I never really knew what it was.
I thought it was all a joke.
It was October of last year was the first time that we met.
It was something new, it was something scary
but I got a glimpse the moment you spoke.
As we got to know each other more and more my heart began to set.
You were on my mind 24/7 of each day you were someone I couldn’t forget.
I couldn’t stop smiling when I was with you, I was as happy as I’ve been.
My feelings grew more and more
and to try and keep them was a hard score.
There’s been a couple of times, just a few.
When we’ve been out together and I didn’t say it
but there was one night I couldn’t hold it in and said “I love you”.
Taking out the flavouring packet
After ripping off the packaging
Pushing the button for the hot water
And throwing the plastic vegetables in the bin
Eating all the noodles after they have cooled a bit,
Burning yourself from the water
Running to get the first aid kit.
As you finish all the noodles
Your body becomes loose,
My favourite thing I love to do is drink the koka noodle juice!
It was a cold winter’s day
Outside for a game of ball
I wasn’t really bothered but I thought “give it your all”.
The game was 2-2
Close as can be
I was outside the box then the ball came to me.
It happened so fast I didn’t realise,
I kicked the ball and to my surprise
It nestled in the net and the whistle blew
My team had won the game
My family reunion – Milo Herbst
My family were singing and dancing
The moment our relatives arrived
I could feel the love from miles away
But sadness and tears were still lingering
Cause everyone wanted to stay
All of us sitting around the table talking
Like our own version of thanksgiving
I will miss my grandad, my uncle until the day I die
But my heart will always be joyful and grateful
To see them that one time.
Landsdowne Road 2006 – Jack Curran
It was a sunny evening in 2006
My first Ireland football match
Landsdowne road, Brazil v Ireland
Great seats right beside the pitch
Myself, Mam and Dad all travelling in together.
Some of the best players in the world.
Ronaldinho taking a corner beside me
Players I’ve watched on TV flash before my eyes
A special moment in my childhood
One I’ll never ever forget
One I’ll tell people for the rest of my life.
Dropped – Ryan O’Dwyer
Midway through the session the coach waddled over and said
“I’m sorry son you’re dropped, go on back home to bed”
The disappointment engulfed me. I was in utter shock
The moment that it hit me, goodbye, farewell, good luck
There was nothing left inside me,
All my hope was lost.
I would never be on the panel, to watch the coin toss.
But suddenly a hero emerged, as if he was from the dead
“Come on my son you can get through this
Just please just lift your head”
So back on the pitch I went, like a lion that’s just been fed
You will get back on it my son, you’ll make it happen, Dad said.
It was the third Sunday in September, hurray
Today marked all Ireland day
Everybody was only wearing blue today
I got the bus to North Strand Road
On it were a bleedin load
Everyone only thinking how much Brogan would score
Maybe even two-four
The crowd were screaming
When the ball was given to Kevin Mc
Match was fun
I remember my family had a day out
We reached the beach and everyone walked.
They all got into their shorts and went in the sea
I wasn’t a fan, so it was just my Grandad and me
For the first time in a long time we had a good chat
And discussed a lot like how his favourite bar was a kit kat.
I shared with him my secrets and stories.
He told me about his holiday in Gorey.
If I only knew there when I was ten,
That I was never going to see him again.
First Day of School
I remember being dragged out the door
Being dragged from the car door to the class floor
I remember when the class started
And that’s when I farted.
I knew I was nervous
Especially cause the girl beside me was gorgeous.
My feelings were flying
But so were my farts.
That’s when I shit myself,
On the first day of school.
I remember the day as if it was yesterday
It was a sunny day in July
It was the last day of school,
Everyone thought they were so cool.
Happiness was the best word to describe everyone.
We watched through old videos and pictures of our time there
We knew we were about to move on to secondary school
But we didn’t care.
We didn’t know that life wasn’t’ about to get easier from there.
We didn’t know about the change
we were about to face in secondary school
School was about to get tougher
And Life was about to get rougher.
You stand up there
As though you are great
Putting me down
As though I deserve it
Demanding respect but
Giving none at all
What makes you think
You have the right
To put me down
For a simple mistake
Do you remember that day out in Clare
As we stood on the cliff-face
Feeling that cool Atlantic air
I remember the waves, the power and pace
And the cold salty spray that fell on my face.
I remember your warmth and you wore a smile
And I wanted to stay there for a while.
I remember the seagulls and them singing a song.
I remember thinking, this is where I belong.
I hated that day
The day where the sky was grey and it was lashing rain
The day when the floors were sticky and the walls filthy
The day when your ma was screaming and dogs barking
The day when your phone wasn’t charged and the internet was down
The day when there was nothing in the fridge but mayonnaise
The day when you’re in school and get a load of homework
The day when the car breaks down on that country road.
The day you walk home and forget your key
I hated that day.
Out the Door
She dashes towards the door
Tail wagging and mouth panting
As the tennis balls hit the floor
Her eyes bright and shining.
Her bark loud as can be
While I get the lead.
All because she wants to chase the bees
And to get outside, to be free.
As the door lock unravels
Me and Lexi are off on our travels.
I don’t really see the point in school.
Who needs to know when Hitler died?
Sure you learn most things at home
And if you think about private schools,
you’re paying to do something you don’t want to do
Aw, the teachers, I hate the bloody teachers.
They try to put ideas into your head,
yeah sure we might need some.
But who wants to know what E=MC squared means
because I know I don’t.
So I don’t really see the point in school.
I never did.
And I never will.
Long chats and little giggles
Not forgetting a dozen cups of tea
Saying good-bye with a sad, long sigh,
My granny and I.
Through the good times and the bad
Memories made, moments had
My best friend, I can’t deny
My rock, my light,
My granny and I.
Out in summer in sunny fields
Flaking out with the boys in the long grass.
Laughing about funny moments
that happened the night before
Going back to my family at night
In for my dinner
Chilling out in bed with my dog.
New day new thing to do
Playing football with the boys
Going out to a party later.
The sound brings you back in time,
peaceful and calm.
The feeling of the sun’s rays
on your body is like no other.
Little fish at your feet
feeding on bits of ham.
The older people felt famous to me,
having fun and swimming around.
I remember playing mini-golf
by the lake feeling like Tiger Woods,
The golf club now probably
two inches off the ground.
The Race – Eoin Faherty
I remember the first time I rode my bike
I was practicing all day and night
I remember my parents were out
Then I was flying about.
My parents came home
I knew I had to show them
I sped around the whole estate
Thinking I was great
With the biggest smile on my face
Knowing I won the race.
Once I was playing a match
The other team seeming 6 foot tall
It was the last minute
my team passed me the ball.
I bet a player before launching the ball
into the sky and chipping the keeper.
He was a short guy.
The whistle blew loud
the ball crossed the line
the crowd roared
they knew now that this time we won the final.
I went to lift the trophy,
Shining, in the now glaring sun.
…. a leaf
on the roof of a car.
It stays there a moment and
flies off again.
down the window.
Washed by light.
A gentle hum –
a new day is born.
I don’t use lipstick on my mouth
I just get all the pigment out
I use the red to cover the blue
To keep the darkness from coming through.
I don’t dare look down at it
Because I don’t like the idea of red wrists.
I don’t like to think of what could be
So I make sure the process goes quickly.
But I’ll admit I love the pain
Released through a lipstick stain.