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The Famine Cross

At the back of St Josephs Hospital in Longford, there is the local famine graveyard. This poem is dedicated to those interred …

Whats in a Name

By Mac and O the rhyme does go An Irishman can be known Through this rhyme and a little time The truth …

1798 Thinking

“Thats 1798 thinking” ~ Longford phrase meaning its an old fashioned notion and idealist, unlike modern reality To think like we did, …

Defense of a Church Mouse

Some sculptor scoundrel, storytellers and the sort Have slandered by folk, questioned our worth Made our reputation dirt, who in the church …

After Touring St. Mels Cathederal

Where the fire burned… its smell intimately familiar One statue survived, mere damage and dust of smoke Pictured on the walls: the …

How Lucky Are We

“Was it for this the Wild Geese fled?” Poor Irish – how lucky are we In these modern times, in our land …

The Web of Linen

Based on a folk take of the Carty (as Carthy should be spelled!!!) family, told to the Irish Folklore Commission, Eileen’s great …

The Old Tongue of the Fishermen

Its spoke no more on boggy field By peasants who live under roofs of thatch Who smoke piped tobacco and drink buttermilk …

Reflections on Orange Day

As the Orange Day celebrations passed off without much incident in the North of Ireland, an unprecedented event happened “in Connaught” as …

Black Swan on the Claddagh

The black swan still swims on the Claddagh, showing example to our people as times of heightened tensions have seen attacks on …

Hilltops Adorned By Man

Cairns of stone, for our dead Hilltops adorned Prayed to and turned to Communicate with the spirits Crosses of stone and iron, …

That Ireland That He Dreamed Of

That Ireland that he dreamed of For which so many died Was to be the nightmare we now think of From which …

They Are Dancing Tonight

They are dancing tonight, the fine women Loud is the music, beyond thinking They are out upon the mountain Vodka, by the …