New Poem - Ghosts Talking to Ghosts
Ghosts Talking to Ghosts
by John OBrien, Jr.
Old memories, old emotions
I hear ghosts talking to ghosts.
Hairs rise, goosies.
Hallowed hated halls,
that I havent seen in twenty-five years,
when I was young.
How many thousands cried
and laughed here, in the 1/4 century since?
Would they have laughed more,
cried less, in other halls?
Foundations of concrete, were […]
Milwaukee Irish Fest is the largest Irish festival in the world, with over 140,000 people attending and I was invited to present on my book, and have a signing, each day. I was so very excited. The only rule was that I had to have to books (Festival Legends: Songs & Stories - […]
The Years in Her Eyes
by John O’Brien, Jr.
I see the years in her eyes
A miasma that can only be caused by the pain of a life well lived
It may be the years, it may be the mileage
it may be all she has seen or lost - that took bits of her heart
A far off look, […]
Imagine that, me going to a festival for the weekend, and selling my book.
Well this one was very different, for many reasons. It was held in Huron Ohio, almost 1/2 way between my home in Cleveland and Sandusky, which is where Cedar Point is. It is only Friday evening, and Saturday. Held in […]
The Vacant Chair
by John OBrien, Jr.
I asked her if she could go home or did she have to stay out all night
She looked at me kind of funny, her laughter peeled with delight
My heart broke in two and I can still freeze the moment
But a terrible devil had been born, its destruction to foment
We […]
This is a LONG one, bitching at first, then great fun and pics.
What a mighty weekend, after a few not soo mighty weekdays.
I am in the 3rd printing of my book (www.songsandstories.net ) Of the 3 orders placed for my book. The order has been screwed up 3 times - NOT a good […]
This song has been running thru my head over and over the last week. I used to sing it all the time, but it has kind of faded, maybe with my marriage, I don’t know. With the blog I wrote on what I love about women, maybe the responses from so many brought it back, […]
Don’t Forget Red Friday Tomorrow
Please support all the very brave, sometimes scared, and often lonely troops deployed around the world - wear RED tomorrow
One of the great teachers in Irish music died yesterday. Mr. Tom McCaffrey, from Ireland, but living in Cleveland for more than a 1/2 century, passed away, at 90 years old. He has taught so many music, but he has affected many times that, by his gentle spirit, constant laughter that simmered just below the […]
Sunshine
by John OBrien, Jr.
I see the sunshine
in the mist of driving rain
lite my world
grays
banished
no trace
I see the sun shine
in the midst of driving pain
and I feel nothing
but peace and warmth
I see the sunshine
it is all I ever needed
for I know it well.
It is your smile.