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Poems By Poet Albert Ahearn  5/27/2016 5:22:52 AM
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A Mantra

Here we both lie in our bed
She is sleeping, dreaming
In an unconscious world
While I lay here awake
Conscious of the dark
Concentrating on the sound
Of raindrops pitter-pattering
On the roof. I listen intently
To each distinctive descending drop
Different and yet the same
Like a mental mantra
Repeating over and over
Drip! Drop! Splash! Splat!
Until I [yawn] fall……
Albert Ahearn



A Moment Of The Past

I sit before my monitor
Humming an old Roy Orbison
Tune I memorized so long ago.
Hum…Hum um! That Hum! Again
“They’re playing that song again.
I guess it will never end. They’re
Playing it again…” The time I
Spent as a kid replaying it:
A borrowed forty-five record
Until I heard it in my sleep;
That’s what we did to occupy
Our time before the arrival
Of the now widespread computer.
I guess nothing lasts forever!
Albert Ahearn



A Moment Of Time

A moment, a second of time
Measured by a blink of an eye;
A sip of ones favorite wine;
A glance at a spring morning sky;
A whiff of fragrant wildflowers;
A quick nod of recognition;
Throwing a kiss to a lover;
A split second premonition;
Imagine... if a moment grants
These many memorable things
Envision life's multiplicand
Its myriad joys that it brings.
It begs us to live the moment
Each and every second well spent.
Albert Ahearn



A Mondo Gory Poem

Faces of Gore (1999) is a mondo shockumentary video that depicts graphic footage of bloody, mangled bodies which guides viewers through explicit scenes depicting a variety of ways to die and violent acts. I wanted to try my hand at Mondo genre poetry. I promise you I’m not a nut case. I’m just a highly imaginative poet.

An ominous cloud lingers in my head
Portending pernicious consequences.
My sixth sense informs me what lays ahead
Foretelling dire events in sequences:
At first, a flash that's followed by thunder.
But it’s not what the mind is telling me.
A cloudless sky, than smoke, and no wonder
A bomb tore asunder all that I see.
The blood, ash and bone, dismembered bodies
All littered the site once a theater.
The mayhem and carnage that I foresee
Was the work of a lone perpetrator.
A marquee lying that stood heretofore
Reads: Coming attraction, “Faces of gore”
Albert Ahearn
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