Gene Barry in Tullamore – Writers Past, and Loved ones past on, remembered at “Scene of the Rhyme”
Gene Barry headed the bill at the September Scene of the Rhyme in Joe Lees Bar in Tullamore, which as usual featured …
Gene Barry headed the bill at the September Scene of the Rhyme in Joe Lees Bar in Tullamore, which as usual featured …
For the memory of Ivor Higg, R.I.P. His pen ran dry, as happens to every writer, The pool of ideas of the …
Babylons tower fell down After angering god by Heaven trying to reach And so God toppled the tower Confused their tongues, a …
A spirit stands, unheard unseen Watching over those he’s left behind, As on their knees their prayers they say With him upon …
A fool, by dreams, he lives his life And wonders why nothing comes true Little he tries, as his life away he …
Music and singing by Guillherme Schroeter. Words Tomás Ó Cárthaigh To see her was to love her The radiance of her smile …
Knowth Passage tomb is a site of history, not alone of prehistoric times, but of the Normans who held a fort here …
The passing has happened lately of writer Ivor Hogg. Under the name of “Poeticpiers”, he wrote on WritersCafe.org and also on Arcanum …
Enda’s taking them down, one by one, on behalf of the EU and the Banks His cronies get commissioners jobs: Merkels way …
Scene of the Rhyme features Blackwater Poets founder Gene Barry to Tullamore. Gene is the founder of the Fermoy International Poetry Festival, …
There was hunger in a land of plenty When the troops came for the grain To feed others, in a distant land …
And none had passed that way before At least not for a while And for the walker these trees and fences Prove …
into the open of the war between those who, exam day, remembered and wrote down what the teacher told them and those …
Tomcats are chasing pussys and they howling at the sky But the pussy cats having none of it, his loving she’ll deny …
The water we drink is up for sale That falls free from the sky The frackers for profit pollute the groundwater Its …
The grass grows green where the Sídhe dance Unseen by men in the fog The mushroom circle is kissed by the dew …
Leer nun die Straße. Weder Musik noch Sport. Die jungen Mädchen, die hübschen, Tanzen nicht. Tagsüber spielen die Jungen, die großen, Weder …
Where once they worshipped Apollo Zeus, other Gods and Pan There now stands the Church to the Son of God Made flesh, …
Neath trees I sit and think a bit As the noon day scorching sun He who with energy was fired is now …
I dont do many film reviews, but as this one is shot local in Offaly… “The Wind That Shakes The Barley” for …