Gental Stare

A gentle stare,
Eyes of blue,
Jet black hair,
Is she for you?

Smile so sweet,
Innocence all over,
Body petite,
Soft as clover.

Dressed so real,
Has no shame,
Would surely kill,
If you play her game.

Step inside,
Feel her glide,
All you know,
Out the window.

Break your heart,
Steal your soul,
You’re so smart,
You don’t even know.
Fennigan T 11/1/93

Lost

At this time,
I should feel,
Drunk as wine,
With a sexy appeal,
Celebration it seems,
To be called for,
Only pain screams,
From my open sore,
To feel heroic,
In such loneliness,
To exploit it,
Into forgiveness,
A hard one,
To figure out,
All alone,
Full of doubt,
All may,
Come to bitter end,
Still today,
I saved a friend………
FenniganT “93”

KEY

Going straight forward,
On a purple Friday,
Feeling the soar,
See a better day.

A time to come,
With hard work done,
A sure as the rising sun,
Shadows no longer lurk.

Dwell in no past,
Of mind, body and soul,
Greet love at last,
Clean fresh and whole.

Learned well,
The valleys of my life,
I could not foretell,
That depth in strife.

All the worst behind,
Best days ahead,
Now I look to find,
The key to unlock my head.

FenniganT “93”

Calm Attacked

Reflections a mere walk
Through sides of memory
Escape the daily conscience
Of what’s soon to be

History has a reputation
Sailing the mass of time
Can you feel my frustration?
The wonders of my mind

Cautious building blocks of pain
Pour the foundation
My tears flow like rain
To solidify the situation

Tears down the walls
So long to build
All along insanity calls
Begging me not to feel

Lead my path to freedom
Walk me through the sand
Show this fabulous kingdom
Take me by the hand

Following your presence
All safe and secure
Fighting the resistance
Is this the right way
Are you sure?
Where are we?
What goes here?
Strange things I see
With feelings of fear
Its that quick
Rushing so hard
I’m feeling sick
Caught off guard

Follow me now I’m going
To a deep place I hide
Blind and not knowing
At which depth I do collide
This thing is kicking my ass
Feeding on my fear
Not much longer to last I’m afraid my dear

To the well of sorrow
Regret peace and pain
Now totally insane
Demons of hell demons of my own
I can not fight them
I should have know
Not by myself
Not alone!
FenniganT 93

ME

ME
Perched upon my soul
A wise man with heart of stone
On his side a child so free
In the middle is me

Wise man of pain
He deals it well
Child of love
Gift from above

Days of freedom
Nights of hell
I cannot choose
I cannot tell
I am the referee
Hiding both the best I can
The child I protect
The wise man protects me
FenniganT 1993

Pimps Prophets and Prostitutes

Cruel nightmares dance upon my mind
Sacrificial splattering on the wall
Torn from them
Strangled as they speak
Soiled is the vision
In my soul I keep
I see a generation
Never to grow old
Young lives given
Bought and sold
Power of wealth
A great thing some see
Their pain and suffering
Is killing me.
FenniganT 1991

Black

Black

Bright cheery and beautiful
Is how I wish to see?
Dark cold and dreadful
Is reality for me?
Can’t seems to shake them
Haunting angels of death
Blood, skin and bone
Cur full of devils breath
Evil spirits argue
With precious memories
Is this me or you
Or a fucked up fantasy?
Awkward are my movements
Limited are my skills
A lot of screaming in the head
Continuous clashing of wills
Bouncing back and forth
Once is not enough
Being a last resort
I’ll act real tough
Carrying out a blemish
Of what’s soon I hear
It will be my finish
This walking without fear
I see a bridge
With a Passover light
Conning my way there
In vain is my plight
FenniganT 1991

Mad Man’s game

Sinister poems deep inside
Black rain of pain
In this madman’s game

Lights of yonder
This to shall pass
No wonder
Why so fast

Arch Angel waits my door
Tinkering inside I’m the devils whore
Death and hatred rant and rave
Sanity is what I’m trying to save

Don’t understand
This madman game
Silent feelings of peace
End with my soul as its feast

Shadows of black
Trying to get in
Racking thoughts All in sane
In this the mad mans game


Distress signals my soul does send
Shadows of light blinking in
Peace is back?
Never to late
Is how long I must wait………….
FenniganT 1990

THE FIX

This quiet night
Of my stoned imagination
Freedom n sight
A comfortable situation
Peace blinded
Wants of ease
Thoughts self created
Some one help please
Drowning in desire
With needs of its own
Sucking from my soul
Can’t you see?
Wringing me dry
With no remorse
I want to get high
Yea keep him stoned of courage
Talking now
Showing of face
Can you see it
All over and around this place?
Carried wherever I go
Never left behind
A subtle foe
To play my mind
Pulsing through my veins
Cursing my soul
Playing me insane
Misery its only goal
Wasted many years
Lost to a thousand more
I shed no tears
It treats me as it whore
Running it fly’s
Somewhere deep below
Is it in my eyes?
Does it show?
Tell me when
I’m so afraid
Put me at ease
Tell me it will fade
All sense washed away
Sleepless vanity
Thought s led astray
My moment of insanity
Crossed fingers
Mind on high
A whisper game
Dialogue pushed aside
Sweat hangs low
Misty stench sweet and thick
Flavors in the soul
Are soft and rich
Perched high upon thought of delight
Falling down from within
Pulling at my instinct with all your might
Contact complete chemicals blend.

FenniganT 1989

First poem I ever wrote I was 11

Imagination they have lost
All they think of is the cost
They do not see what they do
I would be ashamed wouldn’t you?

Digits, digits all they think
Digits, digits everywhere
Even in the air
Digits, digits 1,2,3,
I hate digits don’t you agree
That grownups have lost
Their sensitivity.

Fennigan T. August-1977