When The Bullets They Were Flying
When the bullets they were flying When the hunger strikers were dying Every one of them were trying To break down the …
When the bullets they were flying When the hunger strikers were dying Every one of them were trying To break down the …
Verse needs rounding off better as I was unaware of “speying while pregnant”, which literally is abortions for kittens… I appended a …
My luck is all right from time to time But crisis I always find Finds me more the more I seek to …
Visiting Belfast back in 2008 we took a wrong turn, and drove by this mural by accident. While explaining the conflict to …
A boy, an errand, and a bucket of beer … A drain, a death, and now a ghost does appear … A …
In solidarity with the turf cutters. The latest of the poems restored to the website, this one was written a few years …
Invitation received: all were excited Again their friends where they are twinned they would meet Its not a junket: this, this is …
Remembering the fallen Irish of both world wars, who were forgotton due to the stigma of being in the British Army Their …
This was written after the referendums we rejected were rerun… Votes cast ignored Desire to refer to electorate taken as affront This …
From the sea they came open, not sneaking by stealth And they came for to parley, fosterage for wealth As silver was …
Honest hands build walls true: Work plain for all to see – Stands the test of time, Passed by walkers like me …
They came by boat, they came by plane They went by busses, I got the train They registered to vote who never …
Gays at last are getting people off their back, and in one of the few government initiatives I’m supporting along with wind …
The little lake, water lapping, little future Local lads, big dreams and ambitions Far away fields were greener than the stoney ones …
Its just another ruined church to some, but St Brendans Old Church in Birr is where a little known Irish saint wrote …
While climbing the Paps in Kerry some years back with writer Derek Fanning, I took a nap under the Cairn on the …
I bought a house for €500,000. Its now worth €250,000 – after 19 years of woking, I now owe quarter of a …
Arrived yesterday in the post was the 2015 Horse Fairs of Ireland calender from Siobhan English, heres a photo of yours truly …
We are not the enemy, the folk who pay the bills, Who try to pay their mortgages, who themselves through suicide kills …
Why not also a vote on the property tax issue? I proposed same on Boards.ie some years back to a muted response …