Welcome, my friends! I think it was the famous poet laureate, Pat Benatar, who once told us “love is a battlefield.” Cool dance sequences aside,
Author: PS Conway
Hey everyone! Welcome to Life Sucks. Laugh Here. In my college years, I was an English major and aspiring writer. Then life took over - marriage and kids - in our mid-twenties. Like all good Catholics of Irish descent, I literally looked sideways at my wife, and she was pregnant three weeks after our wedding.
And then the ride of life began. My writing took a backseat for the next twenty-five years. But now, our daughters are raised, and my wife and I are in a Renaissance phase of our lives. As I begin to write again, I see so much negativity, tribalism, and anger on social media... so many people seem to think life sucks. The only antidote to this mind-rotting negativity that I know of, albeit transient, is laughter. So, I have committed to writing and growing this blog around that singular objective... try my damnedest to provide original writing that makes people laugh. And maybe think a little, too. Hope you really enjoy. If you laugh, please share this blog with your friends so we can grow our subscriber base and online influence. We are on a mission to spread joy, mirth, cheer, yule, and good humor to as many folks as possible. Thank you for joining this effort. Sláinte! - PS Conway
the mercy that never comes
Greetings, my friends! Many of you who know me personally know of my deep abiding love for science fiction and fantasy literature. Authors like Asimov,
sweep me away
Hello, my friends! Not sure about you, but modern life feels weighty to me sometimes. In some ways, daily life has been the same for
rough edges
Greetings, my friends! This week, I am deviating from my more academic approach to poetry, in favor of something more visceral. For context, by the
endless years
Hello, dear friends! Sometimes love can be so close yet so far away. Too often we fail to act, and isn’t life all about timing?
an odd tree
Hi, friends! For those of you who write… have you ever finished writing something and say to yourself… damn that’s good. That was this poem
hazy days by the lakeshore
Hey, friends! Just flew home from our holiday in Ireland… and, boy, are my arms tired! 😊 Apologies for the bad dad joke. And it
enough for today
Hi, friends! Greetings from an extended family holiday in Westport, Ireland celebrating Dad Conway’s 80th birthday. We are, as you read, currently visiting the Cliffs
evaporate
Hello, dear friends! In this week’s poem, I try to turn the camera. Reverse the lens to a different point of view. We have all
echoes lost in stars
Hello, friends! This week’s poem was a fun exercise in emotional design and construction. It was originally entitled “in the dark of night” due to
let the rains fall
Hello, friends! Over the last few years, and for this week’s poem in particular, I have learned that I serve several Muses each time I
constancy of the tide
Welcome, dear friends! This week’s poem touches on something very near and dear to my heart… rhythm. Many of you who know me will recall
in horror
Welcome, my friends! This week’s poem is an homage to sonnetry. Though I am certain some of my contemporaries still espouse the virtues of free
a fevered dream
Welcome, dear friends! This week’s poem explores the mystery and transformative beauty of true love, beginning with the notion of a fevered dream. For those
gravity
Hello, my friends! Being the jaded New Englanders we are, my wife, my daughters, and I have always had a bit of snarky contempt for
the poet reflects on his life
My friends, greetings! It snowed in Upstate New York earlier this week… not much of a snow, but it still snowed. In late April! UGH.
‘long fog-stained moors
Hi, friends! This week, let’s explore the ancient legend of the leannán sídhe (“fairy lover”) who in Celtic tradition is a Muse (of sorts) and
pink petals fly
Hi, friends! I love cherry blossoms in the springtime. They carry such fragrant resonance for me of true natural beauty… but they’re time in bloom
uncommon ground
Hey, friends! In June, my siblings and I are taking my dad back to Ireland to celebrate his 80th birthday. Needless to say, my mind
in starlight
Hi, friends! I grew up a few hours away from the Adirondack Mountains in Upstate New York. Fondly regarded as the North Country, my mom’s