viscera (Vol. 1 – Winter 2012)

viscera (Vol. 1 – Winter 2012).

My poem ‘Main Street America’ is officially published and the chapbook is available for purchase from The California Journal of Women’s Writers…


My heart lingers
in your soul, eternally
hiding from the world.

– L.J. Lenehan –

This was forming in my head on the way home from work. I thought Siri in my IPhone 4S could help me record it until I got home. I said something like the above (or probably better) and Siri wrote:

‘Way home lingers for each canadine too well inside your soul.’

Maybe my American accent confused my Irish IPhone 4S and Siri could not understand my dialect. Whatever the reason she is so fired as my assistant!

Personalised Poem for Newlyweds

I Do

The moment we saw each other,

we knew, it was:  I do.

Today in front of God,

our friends,

loved ones,

we give our hearts


As our families delight

in our holy matrimony

we keep the secret,


a life time together

is but a second

of our love.

– L.J. Lenehan –

Soul Mate – I Love You

In each other’s dreams
we finally met
as if by fate,
our souls knew
the destiny of man and wife.

In each other’s arms
we are perfection.

The words, ‘i love you’
never have to be spoken,
because they are truth.

Tomorrow’s sorrows
are not worries,
because together
our destination,
is full of hope.

You are my confusion,
my clarity,
my life’s desire.
You will hold my hand for a while,
but my heart forever.

In your soul – ever do I grow.

– L.J. Lenehan –

Personalised Poem For A Married Couple That Has Faced Challenges To Celebrate Their Love…

Personalised poem for two boys who lost their father to cancer

My brother and I lost our Father on Saturday night.

He was our friend, our mentor,

the guy that cuddled us on movie night.

Dad was busy teaching us to be men

when the pain set in.


He had to work,

but he made sure to show us

how to do that,

so we will know when we are grown.


He brought us on diggers,

taught us to ride bikes,

learn stunt scooters and enjoy life,

but he always had time for a cuddle,

at the end of the day.


Thomas won second,

in a professional scooter competition,

Dad would have given anything for one more day,

to see him win that metal,

to enjoy one more Christmas,

to see us finish school.


If Dad was here he would say:

‘Don’t be sad but find courage,

and love each other, for my sake.

Mind your mother and when you wake in the morning,

I am the soft uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.

The stars that shine on you at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there,

I did not die.’


Life does not stop, and we will grow.

Because of his love:

we promise to be good,

we promise to succeed,

we promise to make you proud Dad.


– L.J. Lenehan –

Ode To Gaelic 4 Mothers & Others

Since 1890, Ireland’s Gaelic mother has been supporting football,
Eagerly anticipating, her offspring’s contribution in Spring’s competition,
Origin of sport, boasts from the sideline, ‘my lad is first port of call!’
19th century Gaelic mother’s never thought Gaelic Games would be permissioned.

Mothers shed tears in defeat but also delight, when their boys brought home silver,
Another chance for pride started in 1970s, when the Ladies got playing,
Every mother, wanted GAA to teach their teenage athlete how to be a leader,
Busy washing contents of gear bags, chauffeuring matches, she never noticed her hair greying.

But now Gaelic mothers are in the 21st century, role of supporter has metamorphosed to player,
Taking time to display their talents as forwards, backs, midfielders, goalkeepers and substitutes,
Contemporary Gaelic mothers brought in a few others, for a bit of craic over the summer,
Wearing hearts on their boots, Gaelic mothers show off knowledge of their traditional roots.

In thirty two counties, mothers have burst on to Gaelic football fields with love,
Of the sport they created over a century ago…

– L.J. Lenehan –

Personalised Father’s Day Poem

I was asked to write a poem for the father of a beautiful one year old by his mother so that she could make him a special card. This is the poem:


A year ago, I was a newborn;

You promised, to help me grow to a woman.

I promise, that if you really try;

I will always meet you half way.

Treat me affectionately;

And I will always run to you,

Even when your arms are empty.

The news today is that even on Father’s Day;

You are my gift – Daddy.


– L.J. Lenehan –

Personalised Wedding Poem

I was asked to prepare a wedding poem for newly married couple’s wedding album. I will personalise a poem for any of my followers on request:


Celebration of our love, joined in holy matrimony;

Families delight in our unity.

Destiny declared to the community;

Harvesting this love is our responsibility.

Delivered casually;

I give you my heart and soul knowingly.

A life time with you will bring prosperity;

It is but a second in the time span of our love.


– L.J. Lenehan –