There Is a Cottage in the Country
Sometimes, Irish Americans whose ancestors left the country generations before can be too nostalgic…
Hunger In a Land of Plenty
There was hunger in a land of plenty When the troops came for the grain To feed others, in a distant land …
No Room at the Inn
She died alone, like a cow in a field, the papers wrote Nothing new there, comment passed as true as it was …
Lessons Learned from Bog Bodies
We live – or try to- in this our failed republic, The joys and sorrows that that brings, I read an article …
Dont Curse The Rain
Don’t curse the rain as it falls, Strives to spoil your walk, Rather, thankful for it let you be, When of the …
Windmills and the Don Quixote of the Modern Age
He rides again, against the windmills, Or at least his children do… Modern day Don Quixote’s Who to their cause are true. …
Let Us Now Gather Together the Bust Bag of Feathers
After the “they steal babies” press in Ireland will the press devote as musch time and column inches to publicising that the …
Hunger for Justice
Not for lines upon a map does he fight, With due respects for those who did, Not for military status does he …
Green Lights of Hope in Windows Burn
Green lights of hope in windows burn, As folk fight to save their homes, From faceless corporations and banks, Not conquering nations, …
When the Water Goes
There was a wise man who to panic began And he did not know what to do From the frost and the …
Aideens Grave
Raised by hands, set there in perfection The dead honoured, stones perfect placed Ash and bones, placed in affection Of the dead, …
Let Them Lie
Disturb not the bones of the dead! They sleep now, here, for all time to lie… It’s all they ask of those …
No More the Hammer Strikes the Anvil
No more the hammer strikes the anvil As the blacksmith discussed the news With the clients from the country As he hammered …
Among Friends to Lodge
I have stood among plenty To my hand not have had a coin Have not gone hungry: Blessed I: among friends to …
A March of Fools
Every July Drums beat Chests proud To fife and drum For freedom of faith And a battle won By one for that …
The Death of Knowledge
The scholars cast the four wild winds Only Death the last thing sure And now the Knowledge dwells within And at the …
In Praise of Cheese
Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese. – G.K. Chesterton The answer to all of our problems Allows those …
Did a Spirit Knock On Rossbawn’s Walls?
The story is told that an agent was slain By a tenant called Delaney who on the run did die In caves …
The Turn of Luck – An Irish Good Luck Story
Life throws men such hardship And misfortune, having no job or work to do, It seems that its unbeatable, And its going …