Well hello there all of Jacobs readers! Having talked to Jacob on twitter and through his wonderful blog, I realised something that presents an opportunity for me – Jacobs sometimes laziness (sorry Jacob) to blog. Being a shameless Irish man I jumped right in an offered my services for a guest blog. I couldn’t have been more wrong though as I asked what he would like me to write and received a twit long listing of work – slave driver!

I was asked to share some of my poetry – gasp! I will share a one or two, at my own risk I might add! Writing poetry for me had a lot to do with answering questions that no-one can really answer. Religion, sexuality, perversion, the supernatural and why we exist.  There are no simple and absolute answers to unknown and sometimes taboo subjects. When I write I find that you start to explore your individual answers to such things, some might say this is simply a personal point of few and I agree. However my point of view, or yours or Jacobs may well be the right one. We can never know, but poetry lets you explore the possibility of the right answer, because poetry at its core is just that, neither wrong, right or indifferent, it simply is. Enjoy (he hoped!).

I wrote the following poem after the death of Pope John Paul II, as I felt moved to commemorate this great and wise man, and, that regardless of whether there is or isn't an afterlife as he would have believed, I think he lives somewhere in the image of an afterlife as he saw it and where his legion of followers would like him to be:

The Angel

One man alone stands here in faith,

This man alone at Heaven's gate,

Peter said, "We're expecting you, sir",

But this man stood still and did not stir.

"What in heaven's the matter?" did old Peter ask,

"Can you not permit to do this task?"

"I will not walk that threshold there,

I'm not finished, this cannot be fair."

"Come now fellow, 'tis time to rest,

You've passed our Lord's most ghastly test."

"What test is that? I ask you, Saint,

Speak slowly now, for I might faint."

"He alone will tell you that,

Step up here now to this mat.

Wipe thy feet and clear thy mind,

For God is waiting and He is kind."

"I beg you Peter, can you say what's not?"

"Yes I can, now here's your lot:

'Tis neither the Berlin Wall nor communism,

For those are questions which are not in Him."

"It can't be laws or roads to yield,

Or when you danced in those fields,

Those question's won't be all that late,

Now flow on through this, His gate."

"Yes, yes sir, now hold your orders",

"I'll follow those white lily borders.

Farewell, all my family and kin,

For I must sit now away from sin."

This poem was written just after I was got myself an Irish publisher, in my naivety I thought I would have a publishing deal straight away – cut to eleven years later and I’m in print!

Unwanted Poet.

Feeling of no-one,

Doubts in my mind,

Reluctant to stir,

Thoughts are unkind,

Pressures of elders,

Goals in focus,

Wants unheard of,

All hocus pocus,

Mind beckons answers,

Thoughts drawing blank,

Plane of entire misery,

From Billy to Frank,

Hills far away,

Silence he wrote,

A killing stone,

From the angry poet

Now people, that’s me in a nut shell or a nut blog all be it a guest one – I  do hope you get something from this, as long as it wasn’t boredom it will forever go in my life’s plus column – thanks for listening and be strong. Don’t forget to check me out at www.irishhomo.blogspot.com some time. Thanks Jacob for the free time and space, I’m eternally grateful!

If you or someone you know is interested in guest posting please Contact Me with an inquiry telling me who you are, what you want to share, and what your website/blog/vlog about (Having website/blog/vlog isn't necessary but is preferred.)  I am open to guest posts for any views on homosexuality for or against! Religious arguments, political arguments, moral arguments, and scientific arguments for or against gayness are strongly encouraged! Don't have an argument? Just have something to say in regards to the lgbt community? I will accept that as well!