JGHeraghty | Poetry

Happy November once again guys! The years are just flying by, it's insane! I'm going to start on a bright note.. I just want to congratulate my big sister, Caroline and her family, on the arrival of their new babóg, Cara-Lily.. I hope the very best to all of ye.. Many many happy days x♡ So this month, I've written something kind of different, and I understand why many people have questioned it. I've had people questioning who it's based on, and why my opinion on the matter is so strong.. It's very simple as far as I'm concerned. Today is Day #109, yes I reached 100 days last month! Which is fantastic, but it wasn't the end of the road for my happy days challenge.. I've decided to continue to as long as it takes to be happy.. Truly happy. I may be counting my days for the rest of my life! And I will, if that's what it takes :) The Cracks in your Iron Suit is about a person who genuinely is in a dark place and life is just slipping away ar...

Happy October everybody! Happy October indeed... I've reached Day #77 of my happiness challenge, and I have to be honest, I feel so much better than I did all those weeks ago when I first started it. Things change immensely over time, but I never believed they would change just as much as they have. Both my circumstances and feelings have changed, and through it all there has been one positive.. Absolute Magnitude has to be the most positive poem I have ever written, capturing the innate feelings inside me. Unphased by my current surroundings, I'm brought back to the eyes I once seen a whole new world within, and ruefully, I may confess, I made a mistake. Life's all about lessons and learning from them is what builds us to be the people we come to be. So for that reason, I won't allow myself to regret the past year of my life, I'm going to take it in my stride and allow it to teach me a few things. Teach me not to allow myself to just settle for what I'm ...

Happy September guys! Now.. This month, I've something special in store. I was clearing a load of old files off my laptop and getting ready for a fresh start in the new academic year, when I came across a few untitled files here and there in random folders. In one particular folder, I found this one. Untitled and undated but complete. I don't know when it was that I just abandoned the file and left it there believing it was piece of junk. But now, I see it was much more than that. I think, when I was writing this poem, I was actually referring to the writing that's across my wall in my bedroom. These include inspirational quotes, life lessons, paintings of all my favourite childhood cartoons..and more, but that's not important. There are many things in life that makes one turn toward their imaginary haven, and long to be there. I feel a bit like W. B. Yeats, longing for Innisfree, but this is a little different. When I look at this photograph I see home.. Fu...

Hello again! I know this is the second time for you guys to hear from me this month, but I've been eager to post again. I've been on a bit of a journey for the past forty-odd days, making my way to what I originally believed was a road to happiness. I spoke about it in my last post; the challenge and the effects it has had on me so far. It was only last night I realised the challenge wasn't exactly about becoming happy. I am happy, innately, I just need to restore that within myself. Soon enough I will be sharing my experience so far with my readers.. Basically, it's not all been about happiness. I don't wake up every morning and wave at the sky, shouting "Good morning, Sunshine!" No, that's unrealistic. Instead, I've been gradually stepping out of the darkness, into the light. I need to do this for myself.. I just need to acknowledge all of the tiny aspects that make up my life, and the effects they have on myself as a person, the people aro...

Hi there, it's time for my July upload. This poem is a little different to my others as it was co-written with my younger sister Clarice. I've done a few collaborations before but this one's different than any other. A few months ago I was going about my business when a thought came to me. This thought was a simple sentence that I jotted down really quick and had no idea what to do with it. The sentence was 'I'm never coming home' .. Which left me with a very broad foundation for a poem. After a while, ideas came flooding in. And the one that I liked the most out of all was the idea of the army. And a son leaving home to join the army. I loved the whole idea of 'never coming home' and the weight of that sentence. It was only nearing the end of June that I actually thought seriously about the sentence, and decided it was time to force it into a poem. I had tried so many times prior to it that I thought it would be interesting to bring a fresh ...

Hi guys, it's June again already! Time's flying by so fast, it's actually really scary.. Before we know it, it'll be Christmas again! Anyway.. I've had mixed feelings about this poem, and for that reason I was a little reluctant to post it. I've had a few chances every now and again, despite how busy I've been for the past two weeks.. But I just couldn't sit still and explain what this poem is about. Again, I just want to remind the reader that my poetry is fictitious, no matter how much it feels as if I'm describing myself. 13 Layers of Irony is the third part of the Fictional Dependency series. It has to be my favourite part of the three so far, because of the emotion. The whole idea of regret dominates her, she made a mistake and because she's now blocked out from his world, she has decided to tell herself she didn't care anyway. I'm glad many questions come to mind while you're reading the poem. Even I find myself aski...

Hi all, good May to you all.. I've been anxious about my May upload.. and mainly because of the occasion that's in it. Today marks the anniversary of my big brother, Michael Jnr, who I've written many poems about. Those many poems began with this first one, 'A Sense of Place'. I won a competition with this poem in 2013, which was held for the Gathering Festival. Before entering the competition, I remember reading the requirements of the brief, the whole idea of a sense of place .. And I had to really think about it. All my life I've felt a little lost, I'm not going to lie. I never fully feel a comfortable sense of belonging in anywhere I am, or with anyone I'm with. The only thing that has ever assured me of my place in this world, is knowing that Michael is in the Kingdom above me. All I have to do is look up at the sky and I instantly find myself right back down to Earth. I've always hoped Michael was in a better place. Life is really...