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We Are But Passing Through

History, crumbles, before our eyes And walking past, we wonder not Someday, for all that we are We too, like those who …

Give to Me a Bawdy and Loud Lady

Give to me a bawdy and loud lady One who dances, swears and sings Who loves my friends the more for their …

Look to the Heavens Not

Men, wise and foolish, who look for hope With mankind they despise Pray to Gods and spirits unknown The dwell above in …

All That Jazz

A video posted by Thomas Carty (@tomjcarty) on Feb 23, 2015 at 5:30pm PST Notes drift to the Dublin night air Soul …

Caress of Barbed Wire

The caress of barbed wire For a while causes pain But keeps the beast in the field So it can remain Where …

Quiet Hours Passing Slowly

Quiet hours passing slowly Day that was young is getting older And a day that was never warm With a growing breeze …

Out of Tune

No fingers now draw from it chords That it once formed, each one like words Now only insects and birds Dwell among …

A Tale of Two Wolves

The Germans a story tell American natives tell one like it as well Of two wolves that in us dwell In each …

The Ride

Getting cleaned up to get dirty The lecherous to the uptight Young folk, auld folk, all folk Hoping to score tonight. Getting …

Yearn Not For Yesterday

Ah, yes, in times gone by All, it was far better then A time of chivalry and ceremony A time of ladies …

Give to Me an Angry Sea

Give to me an angry sea When I am old, not strong like now And at my happiest I will be Should …

Same Bus – New Faces

Changing places, same seats, A smile greets on boarding, no more the girl from Dunnes – Or that man who worked at …

Unable to Understand the Anger

Unable to understand the anger That seems to emanate From some folk who fight the world Because they are from an estate …

Libraries Burned

Devoured by flame, hopes and dreams,Not destroyed, no, but delayedAs if an old man died, the library burnedPhoenixlike it will be madeIn …

Images of Christmas

Songs sang, bells ringing, Turkey dinners, and more of goose, Hymns and carols, choirs singing, Puddings, drink, presents of little use, All …

Elegy – Sweet Afton

It was just another brand Just another cigarette Nothing of which to be proud Or noteworthy, but yet To those who with …