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Tomás Ó Cárthaigh

If You Copy, Copy Right

To every cow her calf To the saint it once was said: It led to a battle From which hundreds lay dead… …

The Custume of Ukraine

In memory of Vitaly Volodymyrovych – the Sgt Custume of out times. The Irishman who gave his life in Williamite War in …

The Big 100 My Father Never Got to See

Dad would have been one hundred today, if still alive. He would have enjoyed cashing the cheque from the President he often …

How a Poet Can Avoid Divorce

The lady deep in her slumbers Was woken by her dear Whose reasons for wakind his beloved was not as romantic as …

The Music Lives On

The music lives on that Aisling played She lives on in the hearts she touched, the friends she made The children she …

The Well Drawing Mother of a Bishop!

“May you be the mother of a bishop!” An Irish “blessing”, depending on the context of the utterer At the well she …

The Years Creep Up

When I was walking the Slieve Blooms a decade back, I was a lot fitter than now – though far from fit!!! – and the hair was black with grey. Time passes, and its now white with black!!!

Every So Often a Book I See

Every so often a book I see That once I had upon my shelf Opposite the fireplace that would never draw Smoking …

The Carnmoney Vicar and the Devil

The vicar of Carnmoney was a greedy sort for money So the histories of the time of him tell The Devil spotted …

Wedding Day for a Pashtun Girl

In learning to live she nearly lost her life Taught to world to love to learn Which is ignorant of a global …

A Nice Time of Year to Go

A nice time of year to go – So long ago, like yesterday – When the veil of life was at its …

The Talking Drums of the Amina

They echo still, the talking drums: Through time they echo down… To those who listen they shall hear The screams of the …

A Great Place to Go Mad

Background: I grew up with stories of my father on his honeymoon on the west coast describing it as “a great place …

Had She Never Written a Poem

Oh that as they lay there On the floor of the family home Taken by gas like to many of their folk …

Red Wolf Returns from the Mountains

When the wolf gets red, he becomes an ugly customer. ليوه چه سور کيږي ګنده کيږي Bannuchis say this of Wazirs, but …

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