The Last Handshake
Closed as begun in brotherly love In harmony home our ways we make Little think regarless of each others age This just …
Closed as begun in brotherly love In harmony home our ways we make Little think regarless of each others age This just …
“Whoever kills a person [innocent person]…it is as though he has killed all mankind. And whoever saves a life, it is as …
Bride abduction is thankfully very rare in Western Europe now, apart from Albania and Montenegro, and most commonly heard of from Kyrgistan …
“These children have been exposed to things no child should ever witness and I know I personally would risk life and limb …
This has been a year where the loss of folk before their time has been all too common and public. I also …
They are having some house party in Heaven All of the greats they were playing The Devil enjoyed the music drifting through …
The Merrow (Moruadh or Murrúghach, from muir, sea, and oigh, a maid) was a sea spirit thought to lure people to their …
The birds sing among the boughs The wind blows soft upon the face Life is hard on the best of days Hard …
I’m at the age for this The funerals: all to common now I dont go to them all anymore To commiserate with …
Yeats died before the outbreak of war, and his Nobel prizes and international fame was most seen through the Versailles era, with …
“To live in hearts we leave behind is to not die” – Thomas Campbell To live in hearts we leave behind It …
A poem I wrote some years back, on love, a disapproving family, and a tragedy of murder and suicide! which I now …
Everyone knows smoking is bad, and causes cancer. However, the blanket blame for all lung cancers on it ignores other possible reasons, …
The true and humorous tale, though shocking at the time, of the fiasco of my mothers coffin, at her wake in Birr… …
My mother told of attending a wake when a child in her native village Ballinalee, where the pipes that were smoked cermonially …
Its just news, another raft or ship Upended, people struggling drowning Bodies, lined up on the shore Other unknown, uncared, unaccounted for. …
History, crumbles, before our eyes And walking past, we wonder not Someday, for all that we are We too, like those who …
Every homeless person is something to somebody. This was the Jonathan Corrie story >>> More than a face, you have a name, …
As if once more nailed to a cross In Dublin, Christ was crucified Where on a street beside the Dáil The least …
Death walks among us. In every town and village in Ireland, in all communities, even the Irish Traveller community in which it …