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Tomás Ó Cárthaigh, Page 52

A Connemara Girl

  Barefoot she stands looking out A goat each side and bare of foot A pleasant picture of peasant poverty She has …

Ommmmmm!!!

Chanting Ommmmmm! in the Four Knocks in Naul, I though to myself as a Catholic was I breaking the first commandment, false …

We Reap What We Sow

The recent nuclear disaster in Fukushima, Japan in the wake of the recent earthquakes and tsunami shows what folly man has to …

Among Friends to Lodge

I have stood among plenty To my hand not have had a coin Have not gone hungry: Blessed I: among friends to …

Skopje At Night

The ladies are very friendly In the carpark outside the hotel If your interested and have money For you all will be …

As If a Pop Star

The African girls smiling, even from the eyes, And jumping, laughing screaming And I, apprehensive knew I wasn’t But wished I was …

The Flowing Dargle

The Sugarloafs it flows between The Dargles tinkling waters And by its banks often has been Wicklows courting sons and daughters Kilcroney …

Maedb Desires A Bull

All I have, has my husband, and a lot has he As have I, but yet my husband has more than me …

Where Are They Now?

Where are they now, the sons of Éireann They are dead, sleeping today, in the house of God But they will awaken …

A Kind of Madness

A kind of madness has swept our world: Replaced our love with fear A suspicion of another Based on their voice, or …

December 8th 2011

Cold wet soil of winter Is now her bed, darkness Eternal, wooden case embraces The body now still, but she Feels not …

Turbulent Seas

“as easily as an old woman reads a palm” Crossing the Atlantic – Anne Sexton Journey set upon with an illusion of …

Sleeping They Lie

Sleeping They lie silent And the modern world Ignorant of them Plots and plans To tear through their restplace As a walkway …

They Slept in Peace

War and slaughter disturbed them not For over thousands of years As nation after nation invaded With guns, and swords and spears …

Aftermath of Tara

Chaos all around, word wrecked When you do ill to the dead It comes back on you So it is said Some …

Month of Mondays

It seems as if with all that’s on – And its not only some days – Everything than can has gone wrong …

Fence at the Mound of the Hostages

Steel erected to protect Is what they claim Offends all sensitivities Let us explain What others call piseogs We call respect For …