Walking Among a Host of Faded Daffodils at Lough Atalia
And all at once I saw a crowd / A host of dark yellow wilted daffodils… With apologies to #wordsworth #loughatalia seen …
When Man Plays God
China had a campaign using the best science of the time to kill vermin, most notably the sparrow, and a plague of …
Morning Caw of the Jackdaw
The jackdaws call in the morning Before the sun streaks the sky From tree, or other perch, loud it echos We listening, …
Bee Conversations
By some believed, when one had died, the bees had to be told Or umbridge taken, they would leave, not liking being …
A Cat and I
Next door to our house in Banagher was McIntyre (then it was Deanes), and one of their cats was up a tree …
No Money in Saving Lives
The world in places a desert Where water does not flow, Water flows down so deep Where no mere well drilling rig …
Two Dogs Having An Argument
By a pole scratching fiercely At another it starts to bark To be met with more doggy abuse Not heard since the …
For The Corncrakes and Mankinds Sakes
If we put the same resources to saving the hungry and the homeless as we do into one little bird, this would …
Queen Bee and the Drones
She flies higher, the queen bee, on the dance of death, of lust and love Till she burns out the drones who …
Where Man Is No Master
Where man has not touched, is in its own way today a corner of Eden…
Merlin Woods – Spring Morning
The castle watches over landscape changed By mans creation, not the acts of war like before As in former times, this land …
Little Lake, Big Dreams
The little lake, water lapping, little future Local lads, big dreams and ambitions Far away fields were greener than the stoney ones …
When the Sun Is A Weathercaster
Half set, the sun, at death of day Fills the sky with the red of blood The colour of life of a …
Sleeping Neath a Nipple
While climbing the Paps in Kerry some years back with writer Derek Fanning, I took a nap under the Cairn on the …
Address to my Feathered Friend
When growing up in Banagher, the Willie Wagtail was one of my favourite birds. They nested regular in our garden and yard, …
Neath Trees I Sit And Think A Bit
Neath trees I sit and think a bit As the noon day scorching sun He who with energy was fired is now …
Tenalach
Tenalach – what makes us one with nature: Alleged, is an Irish word: What makes us feel a part of it, As …
Sometimes Pagans Are the Best Christians
Only now the wisdom keepers As they see themselves, they come And keep clear, and a watch, over These places, once sacred, …
I Wish Cows Would Say Hello, And Dogs Quiet Would Keep
While walking to Arvagh today, a cow jumped up and bolted in a field next to me and put the heart crossways …
Give to Me an Angry Sea
Give to me an angry sea When I am old, not strong like now And at my happiest I will be Should …