The Big 100 My Father Never Got to See
Dad would have been one hundred today, if still alive. He would have enjoyed cashing the cheque from the President he often …
Dad would have been one hundred today, if still alive. He would have enjoyed cashing the cheque from the President he often …
A nice time of year to go – So long ago, like yesterday – When the veil of life was at its …
Oh that as they lay there On the floor of the family home Taken by gas like to many of their folk …
Mam and Dad had a wistful saying: “Forty years from now, there wont be a word about us…” rueing the passing of life and death… We always think it wont be so, but maybe it is truer than we care to admit and is true of us all…
Helen lived in England, her fathers family were from Longford. They were trying to find a nice cottage to come home to. She loved chatting about cottages and unraveling family trees. She never got the cottage of her dreams before she died.
I many be known yet for my cat poems – we recently lost one of the house cats that strayed in and out. It returned to die where it was born… cats are more loyal than we think… #Radimires #CatPoem #Cats #CatsofRenmore
For the late John Ratcliffe, to help give peace and comfort to David Ratcliffe, freinds and family. A rambling verse written …
Working class communities are ravaged by those who seek to profit through temptation. When those fall foul of temptation, the families behind …
On deaths embrace, I shall sleep With all my worries o’re And those who liked or not, in memory me they keep …
A tradition of foretelling a death from North Longford… From the Irish Folklore Commission In days gone by a tradition old Of …
We are never as pure as when before we are born, when we truly are faultless, but again, he who walks through …
Dedicated to the Dardis family on the passing of their father Tony, and to all families on that final journey with a …
This was not part of the script The actor ended the play Told the audience its over He is the actor and …
In the days gone by during the War On the family farm in old Lislea My mother but a child she was …
“Your some man” ~ Joe “Your some man!”, that was his phrase A catch all that could mean anything: Be it that …
Condemn me. It does not matter. History will absolve me. ~ Fidel Castro Source M.I.A. If not by man, who so often …
Closed as begun in brotherly love In harmony home our ways we make Little think regarless of each others age This just …
This has been a year where the loss of folk before their time has been all too common and public. I also …
The birds sing among the boughs The wind blows soft upon the face Life is hard on the best of days Hard …
For Liam O’ Roirdan of the Blackwater Poetry Group on the passing of his mother. The group does a day of verse …