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The pilgrim died, as the least of men But others learned in a dream That he, who had arrived alone one night …
The pilgrim died, as the least of men But others learned in a dream That he, who had arrived alone one night …
There are those who say that prayer is dead In the Ireland of today Where rationalism and science of modern times Has …
It is but stone – yet how it burns! It that stood when bombs from sky rained down: When heads to baskets …
Im not a great one for churches, unless visiting ruined ones! But I worship God in my own way… another of the …
When the dusk falls on a winters evening Pealing is heard the Angelous bell The old man blesses himself who is leaning …
That most important prayer: That most forget to say – That is said by folk of all faiths At any time of …
There are many roads to Dublin, but some will tell you no They will tell you the one true road, if to …
When the body in the tomb was laid News of the crucifixion to Nazareth reached What did the neighbours in Nazareth say …
The death of dogma is the birth of morality. ~ Immanuel Kant Dogma, dogma, dogma… it must die For it is not …
May the strength that they seek elude them As they are blind to the faith they profess The glory sought be thwarted: …
Every so often as a writer I get asked to write a tribute piece for someone about someone who is important to them. …
The arid earth, the white man sees No water, reason of life And walks led by legend of inner sees Brings on …
The words of God, told by man And written by mere fools Edited by others who think they can Refine Gods words …
Sometimes, men of the cloth with wicked words, spread hate and so are agents of evil… the latest of the old poems …
Druids prayer – to a god you know And have prayed to through the years That you say has never let you …
“I believe in the sun even if it isn’t shining. I believe in love even when I am alone. I believe in …
Two women, one old: one young Walk side by side, content The older, dressed as befits her faith: The other as befits …
Here is a little poem I wrote condemning all the self righteous craw thumping anti-immigrant anti-socialist so called Catholics and Protestant who …
Fair are the flowers that bloom Fair they are no nose and eye But as they cannot last forever A time it …