Creation Follows Destruction Follows Creation
The never ending cycle… Of the madness of man…
The never ending cycle… Of the madness of man…
Before me from the railtrack a magpie few Alone over the lake to trees Another for sorrow, of the piseog I thought: …
The castle watches over landscape changed By mans creation, not the acts of war like before As in former times, this land …
I, a walker, have long planned To walk the Camino way But life such plans have thwarted So I write here today …
I want in my ears the music of unknown tongues From lands where I yet have not been Before my eyes the …
A lone magpie was on Lough Atalia shore: One for sorrow, I looked for more, Alas, no more were to be seen …
The little lake, water lapping, little future Local lads, big dreams and ambitions Far away fields were greener than the stoney ones …
I had the pleasure as part of Tullamore Rhymers Club of supporting Fergus Costello in his new show “Tell Me Lies Horse” …
This poem was written visiting Serbia for the first time nearly ten years ago now, if not more… It stands there like …
A thousand colours, little green These hills, where the Berber rode After him the Arab on steed Then French and Spanish on …
Where once they worshipped Apollo Zeus, other Gods and Pan There now stands the Church to the Son of God Made flesh, …
Neath trees I sit and think a bit As the noon day scorching sun He who with energy was fired is now …
Listening today to 100TPC radio, an interview of El Habib Louai, with Terri Carron and Michael Rothenberg, where he speaks of the …
Shes young herself, not yet twenty Or at least she looks so to me And swings her child upon a swing And …
This poem is a few years old. To this day, there are still Roma, Egyptian and Ashkali families in lead polluted homes, …
Some Arabs say that Celts they were, These Berber folk who in the Maghreb live, I see few similarities to my eye… …
Under the Holy Flag of Saint Sava Six hundred villages united, strong Rose under Theodor, for freedom to strike Living under the …
Farewell to the sun, we meet in the morning When warmth again it shall the earth Creatures all shall seek solace in …
“In anim Dhroim” , out loud I said As the Pantheon I beheld To be seen up close by the eye The …
“,”Arched Ceilings of the Pinkas Synagogue”,”Pragues picturesque Pinkas Synagogue in the Josefov district is now a museum to the fallen from the …