No More She Roars, But Her People Do, In Pain
No more she roars, the Tigeress of the Celts, Who brave took on the Capitalists jungle there and won, We thought ourselves …
No more she roars, the Tigeress of the Celts, Who brave took on the Capitalists jungle there and won, We thought ourselves …
As Boston comes to terms with its tragedy, we pray to Mary who is venerated in both the Islamic and the Christian …
The men who built them long are dead And they are standing still In ranks, files and circles And after our time …
Few Ottomans are in Knes Selo That once ruled here before The call to prayer does not ring Around these hills anymore …
Her back to me as I passed by Her doorstep by her swept By a handbroom without a long handle Her home …
Green lights of hope in windows burn, As folk fight to save their homes, From faceless corporations and banks, Not conquering nations, …
Rows and rows of headstones A sight we’ve seen before And beyond them the eye can see Rows and rows more… The …
She sits there saying nothing A wee woman and her wains We know not who she is That sits there with her …
The Savita case is a tragedy of errors that ought never have happened, and while no-one has been blamed as responsible as such – …
From the branches, voices whisper Singing soft low songs, in the breeze The more we listen, less we hear From the low …
Aged eyes, that one were with passion lit Now are dark, as if no longer there Is life, much less passion, lost …
On skin, they run, hands warm, voice soft Relax, enjoy, time it is yours But beer is dear, and time is money …
It is not he, the despised, but he who has returned… You knew me last when but a boy when I left, …
Under the Fading Lamp PDF file Tullamore Rhymers Club members launched their chapbook recently in Tullamore Library called “Under the Fading Lamp”, …
Ireland has been wasteful as a state of her resources, the most valuable of which is her young people, which she on …
The last keepers, there they stand, within the walls of the Kasbah Visitors to guide, around the site of the Kasbah Now …
To have love is to have the world By some men it is said But what when you lose it And the …
Poem in reply to the poem “Epistle to Hawkie the Cottier’s Cow on Hearing She Ate the Bible” by Samuel Walker and …
As in life, in death, they lie, embraced In the Eternal Cloak of the cold cold ground The warm bonds of an …
In Scottish fashion to be wed Hugh Mc Kee to the Tavern did go And all were assembled there Bar the bride …