Dead Now, And Their Beliefs With Them
Inspired by a story of my fathers about a person who could not find their way into the house one night at …
Inspired by a story of my fathers about a person who could not find their way into the house one night at …
I wont be at Tara as planned for the eclipse later on this morning, but in Renmore due to a typical case …
The grass grows green where the Sídhe dance Unseen by men in the fog The mushroom circle is kissed by the dew …
Are they true the old tales, that he who slay Queen Maeve, Neath one of these cairns in death enjoys sleep? That …
Background – on reading the satirical Aisling poem “The Midnight Court” by Brian Merriman, I thought how I would fare if so …
One of a series of poems drawn from the Taking of Ireland, exploring the thesems and theories of the modern day of …
Everybody was getting drowsy, drinking coffee to keep awake, Planning to get kebabs and chips, eating biscuits to beat the band, Idly …
Gates to the gods, the people flocks, To worship at the waters pure, To leave tokens, offerings there… Take home some water …
Sometimes, within the dead of night, the lodge held in the grip of the dark, When no master sits on the Dias …
The headless horseman rides at night The story the locals tell From Charleville walls is seen the sight Of the spectre from …
This is a ghost story told to me by my mother, from her grandparents, either Kiernans Mill or Treacys. The roadway mentioned …
A shiver runs up my spine As stories I recall Of people dead in times gone by I was told of when …
The little old lady had lived for long, She was great of age And the time was coming along For her to …
Words I read of Aftons waters Green braes and other lines of Burns the bard, On a packet of cigarettes What funny …
She sits there saying nothing A wee woman and her wains We know not who she is That sits there with her …
Congal, the proud king, his wife a prince bore Alas, in giving to her son his life She lost hers, tragic the …
Barking from its rocky shore At sailors passing by Sometimes at the death of day Sometimes under a noontime sky The black …
Picture: Athlone refugee centre, scene of some of the fighting in the Sieges of Athlone in the Wiliamite Wars 1689-1692 A dream …