January poems


These were written mainly over the last couple of weeks and seemed appropriate for

the weather and the midpoint of the month…


Lived or not


If we don’t stop to watch the sunset,

How do we know we’ve really lived that day?




Listening to the Birds and Bees


Perhaps people no longer

Stop to listen to the birdsong

Because they’ve taken all the birds away

And only sparrows in the traffic stay.




They Doth Protest Too Much


Pensioners protest;

They did their bit and are owed.

What have they left us?




Tea Leaves


Tea, thinking each leaf

Left China for Ireland, then

Here, I use bags twice.



On the Death of Bowie


For some, no matter how old they go,

They’re gone too young, too soon.

And all we have left to hold is a song

That we can’t help but sing out of tune.




About davidjmobrien

Writer, ecologist and teacher

Posted on January 13, 2016, in Ecology, Equality, poetry, Uncategorized, Writing and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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