Communion Shared Between Banagher and Polish Ukraine
Background – my mother worked with a Polish man Mikail Jaszczyn from the Polish part of Ukraine, from which they fled during …
Background – my mother worked with a Polish man Mikail Jaszczyn from the Polish part of Ukraine, from which they fled during …
That church to while my mother went On pilgrimage way back then: Dedicated to St Anne, mother of Mary In an age …
What does He who died for us
In his heart Sacred feel
As we tell our kids that there is no God
But Santa Claus is real?
There are those who say that prayer is dead In the Ireland of today Where rationalism and science of modern times Has …
I saw a couple with their children go to the Holy Well on Lough Atalia today. The child appeared to have a bad cough, not a condition the well was known for as far as I know. The only time Ive seen actual pilgrims come to it in all my years in the city. I hope it works for them.
In memory of St. Marguerite Bourgeoys Strong of will, conviction and faith As are all who to their way by God are …
Baby’s birth remembered: The snow falls on the ground. Lights are lit: bells peal, I listen to the sound. Belfast of the …
Im not a great one for churches, unless visiting ruined ones! But I worship God in my own way… another of the …
My mother worked in the 1925 F Street Club in Washington, where she met Fidel Castro who left little positive impression on …
She a son bore to the world A prophet it would reject Persecute and crucify And show to him no respect… After …
When the dusk falls on a winters evening Pealing is heard the Angelous bell The old man blesses himself who is leaning …
#midgeure of #ultravox and #visage fame sings #fadetogrey at the #tht in #galway last night… #galway2020 is off to a grear start …
In the days gone by during the War On the family farm in old Lislea My mother but a child she was …
This story I first heard from a poem read by Rosemary Porter at Banaghers “Readings from the Pallet” festival some years back. …
All hope gone bar blind faith The child to the well he was brought In desperation and pure belief was bathed A …
No dancing sun the Easter morning As the birds sing in the sky I sleepy look out at the dawn As the …
Every so often as a writer I get asked to write a tribute piece for someone about someone who is important to them. …
Gays at last are getting people off their back, and in one of the few government initiatives I’m supporting along with wind …
Every July Drums beat Chests proud To fife and drum For freedom of faith And a battle won By one for that …