Lake In All Its Splendor Spoiled

A lake in all its splendor spoiled By a group of babbling chavs It was the opinion on being observed As “have not’s” by those on holiday who have Tattooed mothers with double buggys Shatter scenery for they have no soul Little crying babies and toddlers and no fathers Families broken: nothing whole. There was a time when mothers With …Read more »

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Brendan Bowyer Rocks Tullamore with aid of Tullamore Rhymers

When one thinks of Brendan Bowyer, they think of the Showbands, and not of the current music scene, and with that thinking they would be far far wrong, as the now 76 year old performer rocked Tullamore at the Bridge House tonight, hi show being opened up by the Tullamore Rhymers Club, including yours truly. His daughter Aisling was singing …Read more »

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Flying Over Europe

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Earth Gives Healing

In times before corporations Shareholders and their greed Earth gave healing to humankind Harnessed by understanding, according to need. From painkilling properties of bark of the willow tree To the plants of the forest of the Amazon, For every ill suffered by man Are cure could be got from a plant for each one. Shamans and druids, and wise folk …Read more »

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Behind Hedges, Forbidden Activity

Once upon a time, and the back of a hedge… Or in a country cottage in Ballinalee Or a tap on the door marked the itinerant teachers arrival To eager simple folk with a passion for Gaelic and Greek In days when education was taboo for Catholics… That was then… this was now… Today, at the back of the hedge, …Read more »

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2015 Siobhan English Horse Fair Calender, Tara Calling book, and Blackwater Poetry tribute anthology – some projects Hot Off of the Presses

From a calender of horses, to an anthology on the passing of a writer, and a book to save Tara, the writings of Tomás Ó Cárthaigh are cropping up all over the place, be that a good thing or not… read on! Keeping Time in 2015 – Siobhan English calender She is an equine photographer well known in the world …Read more »

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All Fair at the Ballinasloe Fair

There was auld wans and young wans and all sorts of wild ones Piebalds and ponys, and big horses, small ones hands high, Sulkys and traps, carriages and chaps That were merry, more rowdy, I passed them all by. There were mounted Guardaí, and fine looking young ladies Cat calling right fellahs whistled as the girls caught their eye The …Read more »

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More Than Just Another Memory

To ride a horse is to ride the sky, Someone once said somewhere… Well I was not with horses raised, But I loved them at Banagher fair… I think the horses loved it too To walk among the crowd That will be no more if the fools win Who want it not allowed That man and beast together walk The …Read more »

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I Was the Reluctant Lover

This poem was inspired by a visit to the National Gallery in London a few years ago, and is in fact a rewrite, having lost the words to the original poem I had written I was the reluctant lover She was a Goddess divine I was not as brave as a man should be And so her heart was never …Read more »

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Marching Past Trinity College

Written after the “Right to Work” march on June 1, 2010 —oOo— We marched there, chanting slogans Past the gates of Trinity On College Green in Dublin A few hundred odd, and me A poet from down the country Who had much of the worlds wrongs to say And chanting slogans and marching To the GPO made our way. I …Read more »

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