John Mahon III's Poetry

04/07/2022

"Burning In The Shade" is my newest poem in over a year. You might call it a summer adventure poem, perfect to debut on the 4th of July.

An original dark romantic adventure poem.John Mahon III is a poet from Norwich, Connecticut who mostly writes rhyming, metrical and romantic poetry.Please re...

28/11/2021

It’s that time of year again. May the memories and the wonders always leave you snowblind.

"Snowblind" is an original Christmas poem about growth and nostalgia, thank yous and goodbyes. Influenced by some of the sad and bittersweet monologues and l...

24/06/2021

Aldous Huxley once criticized Edgar Allan Poe for being too dramatic, comparing his poetry to "the wearing of a diamond ring on every finger."

But while both writers are well-remembered in literary circles, there's no question who's remembered more— and it's not the writer with the modestly dressed fingers.

I wrote this poem to champion the wearing of a ring on every finger. To wear a ring on every finger is to embrace the same philosophy as another one of my heroes, the late Jim Steinman: "If you don't go over the top, you can't see what's on the other side."

Aldous Huxley once criticized Edgar Allan Poe for being too dramatic, comparing his poetry to "the wearing of a diamond ring on every finger." But while both...

10/05/2021

Here’s a question for everyone out there: who is your favorite poet and why?

My vote is for Edgar Allan Poe. There were so many layers to everything he wrote, you always find something new each time!

03/05/2021

A poem about beauty, loss and acceptance

"Flower Petal" is an original romantic poem. Like many of my poems, it takes influence from the likes of Edgar Allan Poe and Alfred Austin.John Mahon III is...

01/03/2021

First poem in over 2 months, but don't worry; I still have more coming! Just been busy is all.

A poem written through the eyes of a mammoth. This is one of my rare non-rhyming poems.John Mahon III is a poet from Norwich, Connecticut who mostly writes ...

24/01/2021

While I wasn't going for the drunk leprechaun sound (recording was sped up for some reason...), it was very cool appearing on this podcast again, this time with my New Year's poem "Memory Foam." If you'd like to hear the original version, you can check it out on YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7865pWhNml4 or to hear the Alvin and the Chipmunk's version you can go to the 1:05:25 mark on the podcast 😆

‎Show Poetry In The Bar, Ep Matthew Rossi - Jan 18, 2021

28/12/2020

Just found out a recording of my poem "An Autumn Candle" that I wrote for Stephanie Kerendian was published last month in this podcast "Poetry In The Bar." You can hear it shortly after the :51 minute mark on the November 18th episode featuring Ryan Apple.
I just noticed an email last week saying they forgot to notify me after the poem was accepted. Oh well, a pleasant surprise! 😀

‎Performing Arts · 2020

27/12/2020

"Memory Foam" is an original New Year's Eve poem I wrote some time ago dealing with nostalgia and the inevitability of the future, for better or for worse. 2020 was filled with several personal blessings and I'm feeling good about 2021; but a lot of years leave a bittersweet taste in the mouth as they end. Cheers to the unknown and the unknowable 🍻

"Memory Foam" is an original New Year's Eve poem dealing with nostalgia and the inevitability of the future, for better or for worse. Another one of my poems...

23/12/2020

Proposed to the love of my life Stephanie Kerendian yesterday through this poem, and she said yes! I know this page has quite a few followers who aren't necessarily personal friends of mine on Facebook, so if you missed it... here it is!

06/12/2020

I wrote this poem "Snowblind" on a Christmas card to Stephanie Kerendian a couple years ago. Back then I thought our time together had ended, and was saying thank you for the good memories. The card, apparently, got lost in the mail because she never received it. I guess this was a good sign for our future ❤️ Love you, sweetheart

"Snowblind" is an original Christmas poem about growth and nostalgia, thank yous and goodbyes. Influenced by some of the sad and bittersweet monologues and l...

31/10/2020

Happy Halloween! Here's a spooky poem for the occasion. Please remember to hit like and subscribe on YouTube as well, as that's how I will continue to grow my audience.

An original dark/horror poem. Sixth and final installment in my 2020 dark/macabre poetry series ahead of Halloween. John Mahon III is a poet from Norwich, Co...

24/10/2020

Going full on horror here. This is the fifth installment in my 2020 dark/macabre poetry series with Halloween around the corner. Highly recommended if you're a fan of works such as Porphyria's Lover by Robert Browning or The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe, both big influences on this one.

An original gothic horror poem. This is the fifth installment in my 2020 dark/macabre poetry series as Halloween approaches. John Mahon III is a poet from No...

18/10/2020

"Through Your Eyes" is the fourth installment in my 2020 dark/macabre poem series as Halloween approaches. Hope you enjoy!

Please remember to hit like and subscribe, and also follow me on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/JohnMahonIIIPoetry I am a poet from Norwich, Connecticut ...

10/10/2020

Third installment in my 2020 dark/macabre poem series as Halloween approaches.

04/10/2020

Around the corner where I grew up in Thompson, Connecticut there used to be an abandoned thread mill (the Belding Corticelli aka Grosvenordale mill). The windows were broken, it had trees growing through the roof... it was beautiful. Eventually the "eyesore" was mostly demolished, but it looks far worse now like a war zone with a few scattered ruins. This poem is a fantasy about an abandoned mill— or rather, an entire mill village— that fights off the forces of nature that long ago overtook it, literally rebuilding itself and coming back to life from the dead.

note: the background photo/thumbnail is actually of the Cargill Falls Mill in nearby Putnam, before the recent rehabilitation.

Around the corner where I grew up in Thompson, Connecticut there used to be an abandoned thread mill (the Belding Corticelli aka Grosvenordale mill). The win...

28/09/2020