A poet Last published in 'The Merseysider' magazine; http://www.merseysidermagazine.com/site/welcome/ Published work is also available in some Waterstones stores, Waterstones online and via amazon. If you're interested let me know and I can point you in the right direction.
https://soundcloud.com/chris-coey-poetry/complicit Spirits New Haven In the bombed out courtyard- of your church, Where the gutted interior meets desolation and loss, There, in the absence of human contact and love, Grows a flower of such understanding fragility. Ruinous rafters will not heal- burnt they will remain, While timber and old scorched ruins will forever be, But beyond the hearts of men time patiently waits, As against the odds, a most tender thing does grow. Nature, like love it seems may be pollinated upon the harshest wind, Grow unbidden and unexpected in the saddest of circumspect soil, Elegant is this stem- soft and delicate the bowed dew laden petals, Architecture and structure afforded now by life, in mind and ground. Loves devoted lost features, forever shall remain in the minds eye, Tears wept shall not salt the memories- but like rain nurture, As even now the church bell that is no more chimes to me, The old, that never left, shelters the stamen unabashed; In spirits new haven. All My Tomorrows I’m flying upon the wings of sweet devotion, In the air I catch the thoughts of ancient rhymes, As I sail upon the seas and think of your love, As I pour away the uncertainties of times. When I look into my mind- I know I miss you, As I pass you on the streets of yesteryears, In all the places I have been in all the things my life has seen, I know Language was only made- to say I miss you. With a land and all it means in 40 shades all greens, Where mountains and their streams fall to oceans where life teems, For everything I know and all the dreams I yearn to go, For music makers were only born- to sing I miss you. In the stars that beckon night and all my heart knows right, Through travelled years I’ll wend my way towards you. And the chance to let you know, That Ireland- I’ve missed you so, For County Down is where I dream; All my tomorrows.
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Unknown Solider (11/11/2015)
ThePoetry Spoke - closes (19/06/2014)
ThePoetry Spoke Open Mic & Guest Band JustByChance (27/03/2014)
ThePoetry Spoke - Open mic & Guest Poets! (15/02/2014)
Review - a raucous night of poetry & music (09/02/2014)
ThePoetry Spoke - February Open mic & Guest Band (03/02/2014)
Blog link: https://www.writeoutloud.net/blogs/chrisco
Manufactured CONsent (29/07/2013)
The Spectacle (22/05/2013)
Nothing Left (10/04/2013)
Think TANK! (22/03/2013)
All things considered (05/02/2013)
What's the good (29/01/2012)
Yesterdays Post (16/01/2012)
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