August 11, 2014by Sean Dempsey When I was a childThere stood a house by a lakeIn a bed of woods it did lay.We would yearly devote–To find hearth reached by boat–On a trip that took nearly a day. When I was a child,My two brothers and I,And little sister, merely three years,We would play high […]
By Sean Dempsey, 03/31/25 The sun sank low on Lilac Lane;The stars began to peep.And laughter rang from mouths of men Who’d never yet known grief. With meat and wine their hearts were glad—Their tables richly spread.Till sudden came the radio’s cry: “A bomb shall strike,” it said! Then silence fell like Yahweh’s tomb, […]
By Sean Dempsey8/1/2023 In ancient lands, where legends dwell,A tale of sorrow I now shall tell.Perceive the stone’s eternal path:To be pushed with mirth, or bathed in wrath. With futile toil, his bane and plight,Sisyphus still strives with all his might.See the stone escape his mortal hand,And tumble downward through the land. A cunning mortal, […]
