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A word from our partners...
Our extremely talented friend, Brian O'Driscoll of poetart wrote a poem dedicated to Concierge99, its founders and all our lovely customers. Brian writes poems, stories, ramblings of his own invention and uses the world around him and the people he meets as immediate inspiration...and we were lucky enough to enter his crosshairs...here it is:
Follow Me to the End of Everywhere, Please.
Hopelessly devoted
To this insatiably insane, well-wisher's willing ability
To take what's a little or a whole lot miraculously more wonderful
From what appears to be endlessly mundane
Granada has been early-morning granola-grained...
Lisbon's evening Sambuca lip-enflamed
Famously garnered games that we do permit ourselves to play
Outright endlessly
Drunk, funked-out, delirious hipster punks with nothing but everything
stormed to warm unspeakably within
Gift-wrapped inescapable entrapment
Concierge-d and creatively concerned for your daily whereabouts right about now
To this insatiably insane, well-wisher's willing ability
To take what's a little or a whole lot miraculously more wonderful
From what appears to be endlessly mundane
Granada has been early-morning granola-grained...
Lisbon's evening Sambuca lip-enflamed
Famously garnered games that we do permit ourselves to play
Outright endlessly
Drunk, funked-out, delirious hipster punks with nothing but everything
stormed to warm unspeakably within
Gift-wrapped inescapable entrapment
Concierge-d and creatively concerned for your daily whereabouts right about now
When
We
Meet
In
The
Fantastical
Middle
We
Meet
In
The
Fantastical
Middle
Twiddle these ambidextrous thumbs of ours
Right round our rum 'n' coke-instanced existences
Down-upon, right the way resoundingly right round,
unearthing the crazy thirst and saying suddenly so when...
Again
These sands of realigned time have been bending over backwards to hand you their bare-honest reckonings
To leave even a single grain of bare-knuckle brilliance drifting soliloquy within the reel of your comfortable brain
All of it softly sold to us via soliloquy endeavour
To intrepidly, succinctly treasure it all midst these windswept whisperings of only ever theirs
These eagle-esque people are soaring to gloriously pour and to serenely swoop, and to finally, fair inevitably, blessedly recuperate a piece of what's been piercingly long-lost
Waste not, want it - for we are placated to cocktail-shaker sedate
-Brian O'Driscoll, April 2017
poetart.ie
Right round our rum 'n' coke-instanced existences
Down-upon, right the way resoundingly right round,
unearthing the crazy thirst and saying suddenly so when...
Again
These sands of realigned time have been bending over backwards to hand you their bare-honest reckonings
To leave even a single grain of bare-knuckle brilliance drifting soliloquy within the reel of your comfortable brain
All of it softly sold to us via soliloquy endeavour
To intrepidly, succinctly treasure it all midst these windswept whisperings of only ever theirs
These eagle-esque people are soaring to gloriously pour and to serenely swoop, and to finally, fair inevitably, blessedly recuperate a piece of what's been piercingly long-lost
Waste not, want it - for we are placated to cocktail-shaker sedate
-Brian O'Driscoll, April 2017
poetart.ie