Category Archives: Abyss

Radio

Intensely earnest person on the radio.

Should I listen to his show?

His manner is not calm, considered.

On and on he blithered.

I realise it’s just filling space.

Painting by numbers presenter man, you are a disgrace.

It gets no one anywhere, that stuff.

A load of waffling guff.

I’ve had enough.

Tich Ennis

22nd February, 2018

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Aspiration

Why is there a word perfection when there’s no such thing?

You may say the same of God or a wedding ring.

Someone said there’s no such thing as happiness, I disagree.

That’s only me.

A lawyer acts for either side, its about pounds shillings and pence.

He does not care if he makes sense.

I may state a case merely to demolish it.

What is truth, should we abolish it?

God is what you put first, best or worst.

I do not drink only because I thirst.

There’s such a thing as aspiration.

Getting there requires a destination.

Tich Ennis

22nd February, 2018

Nameless

Do you have to be semi mad or sick to get a following, do I do the trick?

It is necessary to define your terms before you are eaten by worms.

What is mad and what is sane and what is pleasure, what is pain?

We each are mad in our own way, am I mad, what do you say?

If mad is different then I’m glad, I wish to be completely mad.

We are different and the same, madness I am glad you came.

All I love are different, that is so.

For instance Kafka and Van Gogh.

I am a snail so I am slow.

Let us eat a lettuce leaf.

Life is not only always grief.

Tich Ennis

19th February, 2018

No One Understands

They see things from their own point of view, not you.

Unless of course its your mother, or another.

How have they time to be you, they have other things to do.

A good friend is different of course.

They are another horse.

So no, not no one, not quite.

Alright.

Who do you want to understand you but you?

That will do.

They can’t live your life for you.

That’s what you must do.

Why ask you?

Tich Ennis

19th February, 2018

Traditional

I am a traditionalist poet with traditional concerns.

Get me a Rennies, my heart burns.

How do I fit into the modern age?

Do people read a page?

The anti-social media has become what people are addicted to.

Its worse than Asian flu.

Young people almost never talk.

They have smart phones before they walk.

Are we robots or machines or what?

Humanity is here since time forgot.

Do you value a human smile?

Walk, hold hands together for a while.

Allow reality intrude.

Ignoring each other is rude.

I pray for a change of mood.

Tich Ennis

17th February, 2018

Duke Pub Letter

Ciaran Gilligan,

The Duke,

9 Duke Street,

Dublin 2.

14th February, 2018

Reasonable Rhymes and Great Irish Songs

Dear Ciaran,

I am Tich Ennis, birth name David, writer and now singer. In 2014 you kindly sold my book Pub Talk at your premises, thank you very much.

My brother George delivered to a member of your staff yesterday six each of my above book, Reasonable Rhymes, and my CD, Great Irish Songs.   He spoke to you about selling these for me before Christamas last.

Here are two plastic display stands to hold the book, to sell for five euros, as shown on the cover, and the CD’s, to sell for ten euros each.

I have been told tourists and other visitors will love my CD, and the response to it has been very favourable so far. Please listen to it yourself to see how you like it. All great songs.

People also like my book Reasonable Rhymes, humour, banter, comedy and meaningful poems and rhymes and plays and so on. The lilt of Irish laughter, to coin a phrase.

Thank you for doing your bit for literature and art, its part of what we are. The struggle of the artist to get his voice heard is a well known cliché, in this case both vocally and in print. So thanks again.

With kind regards,

Tich Ennis

14th February, 2018

 

 

 

Healer

Today I met a healer who cannot cure smoking, no joking.

He has not given up because it helps him to relax, these are the facts.

He said smoking is an addiction, you have to want to give up.

Tell yourself to shut up.

It takes all sorts to make a world and I have met quite a few.

Some as mad as me or you.

One man said he carries a gun in case someone in a pub starts a fight.

So you shoot him, goodnight.

His behaviour was completely weird, but he seemed serious.

If you ask me he was delirious.

Tich Ennis

10th February, 2018