Published in About Me Stories·PinnedMember-onlyAbout Me — Anthony O’DuganRevised 02/28/2023 (I’ll regularly update this post) — Hello! I am Anthony O’Dugan, writer, editor, poet, author, and so much more! I’ve been writing on Medium since December 2020 and I am an editor for iPoetry. I’ve amassed a diverse collection of works in my time here and have lined the shelves of my virtual library for your…About Me8 min readAbout Me8 min read
PinnedMember-onlyWelcome to My LibraryAll of my work — agod — Welcome to the Library of Me. Bookmark & Browse at your leisure. Thank you for visiting. Have an amazing day! If you are short on time, here is a list of my favorite pieces. I Become You And So I Write Unnumbered Sheep Dreaming of Bookshelves Touch Me I Want to Be A Moment of Peace What is Poetry? I Will Run The Devil’s…Library19 min readLibrary19 min read
Published in iPoetry·PinnedMember-onlyAnd So I Write…THE MANY WAYS OF MY WHY — And so I write… When the world sleeps whether actually or in my mind where only quiet exists so that I can finally hear the sound of the knock of the ones who deliver the words from worlds I only know when I am still. And so I write… To free…Poetry3 min readPoetry3 min read
Published in Sensual: An Erotic Life·PinnedMember-onlyI Become Youfrom CRAVE 2: Forbidden Secrets I remember your smell from before I knew you. The taste of our first kiss was something I recalled, like a distant memory. When you touch me it’s as if I’m awake for the first time free to live all the dreams I have collected, like finding a…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Published in iPoetry·PinnedMember-onlyUnnumbered SheepThe Sandman is on Vacation — I haven’t slept for days… My thoughts are soft swirls of purple haze. In the middle, a minotaur, minding a maze. Within a labyrinth of many ways, I rage at the mirror that reflects my gaze. Tired torpedoes fall silently still As attacks become naps of necessity’s thrill. …Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
1 day agoMember-only“Dove” — The Seventh DoveMy Seven Sweet Doves — Four hundred, twenty, and five years have I lived on this wretched plane, tasting all the foul fluid that runs through the veins, swore loyal to seven sweet maidens of name: Innocence, Purity, Wisdom, Peace, Light, Angel, and “Dove.” None, the one, the same. To Life, I am Crow, cackling fear to all…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
2 days agoMember-onlyAngel— The Sixth DoveMy Seven Sweet Doves — “A Death unto a Death where breath ne’er dare to go, still I lie, upon the earth, in pools of indigo. Blessed is she who shines the Light for all Holy and undead to see, Though damned are we who worry the weak — whose souls are theirs to keep.” …Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published in The Power of Poetry·3 days agoMember-onlyDying for a Better LifeCount Your Deaths — You want me raw but you can’t handle me with honey. You want to know how I feel but can you stand to be ripped open and exposed inwardly naked to your own soul? I am every reminder penned by the pen to pay attention to the journey within. My…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
3 days agoMember-onlyThese Stone WordsPreserving Immortality — The Legacy of Words — A rose is a rose, if modern society deems so but were it to change the name, would it still just be the same? So thinks so, said Master Bard long ago: A rose still smells sweet, regardless of name. Does this then give us democracy over thoughts and wonders from the…Writing2 min readWriting2 min read
3 days agoMember-onlyLight — The Fifth DoveMy Seven Sweet Doves — I’m lost to a lingering thought that I’m not entirely sure was ever originally mine. She sees me separate from the shadows only by wanting to be unseen. She shines her Light on all the parts that hold no bravery which cower in retreat. I remember her fondly as better-remembered am…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
