Liam Flanagan – Fevers of the Mind

Standing at a crossroads No sign posts in sight Do I turn left or right? In danger of getting lost in the middle of the night Dark clouds loom on the horizon Gathering in the northern skies Halting progress forward The distance from home can be measured in miles I take a look over my shoulder Gazing back over the journey I’ve been on There is no going back now The time to go backwards is gone Age by Liam Flanagan Pandemic poetry by Liam Flanagan : Say the Word & Vicious Circle

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Age

Casting the mind backwards
To teenage years
An obsession with The Cure
And a girl called Mairead
I wonder where she is now?
Playing football until the light went out at the end of the day
Turned eighteen and celebrated being able to have a pint
Maybe too much but the crack was mighty with the lads 
Lassies everywhere excitement of newness and anticipation tangible in the air
Turning twenty made very little difference 
A taste for life had been discovered and developed 
As the years go by you realise how special those days were
Times of friendship and romance
Where there was always enough music in the night for one more dance

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The Crossroads by Liam Flanagan

Age by Liam Flanagan