THE BOOK

To open it and not be able to put it down,
To love some of the characters,
To hate some too,
To try to guess the end,
And find out that you were right,

To leave the housework,
Just to get another chapter read,
To go to sleep bleary eyed,
Just before finishing a page,

To keep the pages turning,
Savouring every one,
To be absolutely lost in the magic that is,
The Book.

Margaret Fearn

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The Singing Blackbird

The blackbird sings his song,
As the dark clouds descend,

PORTMARNOCK OCTOBER

Heavenly silvery glistening water,
Flowing, calm and unhurried,
Unlike the cars driving by

INSPIRATION

The Mind at its best,
The thoughts at their most vibrant

outLoud Poetry

At OutLoud, we believe that poetry is more than just words on a page—it’s an expression of the soul, a connection between hearts, and a celebration of the human experience.