Seeing Beneath the Surface at Tullamore’s “SCRATCH” Gallery
Tullamore’s latest artistic endeavor is the brainchild of self proclaimed blow in Richard Brennan, the SCRATCH Gallery in Tullamore Library. The concept …
Tullamore’s latest artistic endeavor is the brainchild of self proclaimed blow in Richard Brennan, the SCRATCH Gallery in Tullamore Library. The concept …
They gathered around the table, and looked upon the fare, It looked alright in the darkened light to all assembled there, There …
Some people have an area to go to,where they have the time and the peace to write. I, if Ive an idea, …
It was just another brand Just another cigarette Nothing of which to be proud Or noteworthy, but yet To those who with …
This poem is a few years old. To this day, there are still Roma, Egyptian and Ashkali families in lead polluted homes, …
Today, none fear death, bar those that flee, From the aim of a hunters gun, Mere deer, who shadows make among the …
He rides again, against the windmills, Or at least his children do… Modern day Don Quixote’s Who to their cause are true. …
Mankind, and what we build, In the rage of nature, no matter how strong, Or how big, but matchsticks in the wind, …
In the cold hard days of winter, hours long, and the sun no more does shine, Workers resolved to fight for fair …
In Flanders fields, and Kandahar, In deepest Afghanistan, Poppies bloom, the Flowers of War, Blossom of the Savagery of Man. In the …
(or how men lost their status in relationships) When dinosaurs walked tall on earth, And Tesco was yet to be… Women who …
They waited for their master And on sight called his name But the master was not happy When to his home he …
He never went home. We know not his name… A man from Mayo… we pass where he sleeps, He who died for …
The neighbors met in each others houses, to visit for a while Every house had its turn for maybe five or so …
http://www.donedeal.ie/windows-for-sale/boat/5856940 This is a real advertisement from Donedeal… inspired the doggerel verse below. Only in Longford!!! It rains so much in Longford, …
Its raining cats and dogs, I thought to myself, As I walked down in the rain… As a cat is seemed to …
Sometimes, within the dead of night, the lodge held in the grip of the dark, When no master sits on the Dias …