Fiddlers Three
Ill post the words when I get the chance – one of the videopoems…
Ill post the words when I get the chance – one of the videopoems…
Kafka had his dying wish ignored… and the worlds literature is all the better for it…Bringing this verse from a few years …
We are never as pure as when before we are born, when we truly are faultless, but again, he who walks through …
In the Trumpian age, this verse of mine from seven years back or more is apt… Blind men with eyes that see …
Words to be posted.
Im of Longford extraction and am a Longford man to be when my cottage in Ballinamuck is restored and I move up …
The Prague Clock… words to be posted! Finally got this old one of mine back online!
What would Jim Larkin make of the corruption in the Labour Party today? Or the roll over and take a piece actions …
The wild stare as his last breath His weakened lungs struggled to make A gaping mouth as to breath He tries, his …
As if the gods were striking the strings The air the piano plays And I listening am transported Back to former slower …
It is just a game they say There is nothing to prove A pawn a rook to win or lose It matters …
Western mysticism speaks of the “Seven Daughters of Eve”, in Apalai tradition, there were three women at creation, Three eves so to …
The first sign of the changing of the fourth to the fifth world according to Hopi legend is explored in this poem, …
“I know not” said the old, old man “Of if the stories true That the fairies dance, and one might chance To …
Tribute to the Ulster Weavers…
Where man has not touched, is in its own way today a corner of Eden…
We got the cat – Saddam – out of the kitchen, but we wrecked it in the process. Was it worth the …
The never ending cycle… Of the madness of man…
Based on a quote of Lech Walelsa
Reflection on visiting the monastic site at Clonmacnois…