Poems and Poetry

Donal Mahoney

Back to Alaska | A Poem by Donal Mahoney

Happened 40 years ago
senior year of college
they were engaged
to marry in June
till he dropped her off
one night at the dorm
and she said something

He can’t remember
what she said but he
moved to Alaska
married another
she married another too
they had nice families
beautiful children

Widowed now they meet
at the class reunion
she’s a lovely woman
and likes him still
they dance and she says
she saved his ring
would he like it back

It’s a keepsake, he says
tells her to keep it
He can’t remember
what she said that night
at the dorm but he feels
the same pain again
and gets in his truck
it’s home to Alaska

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A Family Thing | A Poem by Donal Mahoney

Someone broke in the house
the weekend the elderly couple was
out of town, a family thing.

The TV, the couch and
computer were gone.
Someone took everything.
Even the silverware,
tables and chairs.

The couple had everything
insured except for the new
photos of their daughter.
They were in the computer
emailed by their son last week.

Kate was all smiles in the photos
and the couple wanted to have them
printed and framed and hung
on the living room wall
above the fireplace.

The weekend of the robbery
the elderly couple was out of town
at her funeral, a family thing.

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A Relocation Problem | A Poem by Donal Mahoney

We’ve moved
my wife and I from home
to the last place

we’ll ever live and she
wants to know why
I’m sitting around

not helping to unpack.
So I tell her the problem
which is her problem too

but she keeps unpacking.
I’m not at home, I tell her,
but I’m not here either.

Not to worry, I say.
I’ll let both of us in
when we arrive.

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Jesse Had a Lisp, You See | A Poem by Donal Mahoney

Jesse was a common man
he never made a lot of money
he had a troubled marriage.

His wife left him for another man
he never saw his kids again.

Although he never wrote a book
he read hundreds of them
trying to solve riddles in his life.

But Jesse had a lisp, you see,
and others liked to laugh.

After he died last week
the undertaker poured his ashes
over the edge of an ocean cliff.

He liked to watch eagles dive
and carry away big fish.

Jesse was a common man
as are we whose whole is
greater than our parts.

But Jesse had a lisp, you see,
and others liked to laugh.

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Comic Books and Candy | A Poem by Donal Mahoney

Fred brought his old comic books
and some hard candy to a food pantry
and didn’t think much about it.
Just a different kind of donation.
Maybe somebody would want them.

When Fred visited the pantry again
Molly behind the counter raved
about the comics and candy
how much they meant
to the children who came in
with mothers looking for food.

Molly said the children were
happy to have something
they could call their own.
They took their comics
and candy home smiling
proving little things mean a lot
to little people who have nothing.

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A Garage Band Sayonara | A Poem by Donal Mahoney

Jack Bogan died last week, the last
of the Whippets, a garage band big
in a small way back in the Sixties.

The Whippets had a following
in Chicago and its suburbs.
They played high school dances,

holiday parties and graduations.
Like other bands they believed
they would fill Yankee Stadium.

They practiced late at night
entertaining friends and strangers
and driving the neighbors nuts.

Perhaps with the right break
they would have made the charts,
appeared on American Bandstand

with Dick Clark, his hair perfect,
praising them to the sky before
bringing out the superstar.

Lightning struck for a few, it’s true.
But as it did for Jack last week
the music finally died.

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