There are so many sayings, expressions, and idioms regarding the eyes. This poem seeks to focus in on the enormity of a moment captured in
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
dark sea sonnet
Sometimes I kick back after writing a poem, reread it, and am left wondering who wrote it. Seriously. Isn’t that so weird? Total “out of
the Whispering Tree
Who doesn’t love a good faerie tale? As a young lad of Irish descent, I was raised to believe that the fae were not to
blue moon
We make so many assumptions when we read literature – especially poetry. So much of what we take away from a poem is informed by
empty canvas
This poem is sad. No question about it. I cried when I finished it. Broke my heart. But what is it about certain poems that
this magical night
Who doesn’t love romantic poetry and smushy gushy language? This is a love poem, for sure, on a surface-level reading. But I like it all
soliloquy for the Unnamed
Ah! Language! I love to play with words and sounds. Have you ever read those lines from a poem where you have to say “yum!”
balefire burn
Passion. That loving, carnal swell of desire. Dancing with a lover. Maybe that lover is a goddess who traversed the Veil for this one night
seven blind foals
I had so much fun writing this poem. Truly an emotional and intellectual challenge. First, I got to express my obsession with County Clare and
O gentle Death
I suffer from thanatophobia. I fear death. Not sure if that fear roots itself in my failing search for god or my strong disbelief in
in adoration
Nearly 30 years since my wife and I first started dating. I still love her more today than the day before. There are moments, like
sentenced to suffer
This poem explores the notion of suffering. There is something profound to me in that idea. In reality, do we get so accustomed to our
in my abandon
Have you ever lost yourself in passion? Surrendered yourself, body and soul, to a moment? That feeling is so unforgettable. It can even trend a
labors of Hebe
“As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport.” – William Shakespeare, King Lear. This poem attempts to
light and shadow
This poem takes root in Irish mythology… the story of Fionn & Sadhbh. Epilogue with background story to follow. EPILOGUE A dark sorcerer turns the
fragrant memories
For me, there is a certain je ne sais quoi about stories with surprise endings, poetic or otherwise. I struggle to capture the words for
roses wilted
Grief is so powerful. So devastating. It can make us feel powerless, even useless. I intentionally structured this poem as a simple, short vignette and
croagh patrick ☘
Being the namesake of an Irish saint like Saint Patrick is a heavy burden. Especially on St Paddy’s Day. But it’s a Celtic cross I
northern lights
My Twitter friend, Martii, was my Muse for this poem. She lives in Norway and asked me to write a poem that combined passion with
such lights
I am fascinated with challenging themes. I think poetry can allow us a moment to acknowledge those darker, sadder feelings. Give them their space, so