Aughnacliffe Dolmen for the Lovers for One Night is Their Bed
A bed hard of stone neath the sky starry above Is good enough, soft enough, for a couple in love He who …
A bed hard of stone neath the sky starry above Is good enough, soft enough, for a couple in love He who …
By force won from the feirce O’Flahertys Held by Burke for the English Crown On the wrong side of the Wars of …
This story I first heard from a poem read by Rosemary Porter at Banaghers “Readings from the Pallet” festival some years back. …
No dancing sun the Easter morning As the birds sing in the sky I sleepy look out at the dawn As the …
One upmanship, greed, and piracy… a tale of the O’Driscoll clan of pirates of the Irish south coast… The Helen of Troy …
Keeraun Hill is a fairy fort, or ring fort, or Danish fort, call it what you will outside Banagher in County Offaly …
The slave ship HMS Glendower brought human cargo to South American and the Indies. Photo: Wikimedia Commons Sorry – one little word, …
White sails on the Claddagh Sail out neath grey skies Red sails of the Hookers Fished there in days gone by White …
Bucks and nyeucks read books in nooks Of history, language and culture told Lewd jokes, vetted new comrades in diviment For adventures …
Set free, running free, blood flowing, fleeing fast in fright Wild eyed, pursued, the stag takes to flight The tribesmen of the …
In solidarity with the turf cutters. The latest of the poems restored to the website, this one was written a few years …
They walk the streets, young, wild at heart Among horses the men admire Free of sprit and fast with word To the …
My mother told of attending a wake when a child in her native village Ballinalee, where the pipes that were smoked cermonially …
One New Years Eve, a strange noise was heard in the small Kerry village of Portmagee… a strange procession of sailors from …
They want the horse fair banished from the streets to a field Where they believe all horses should be Their spirit contained, …
The telling of each story on the listener casts a spell, They silent open mouthed listen to the tales the old folks …
” Between the New Years, of the Druid, and of Rome, Evergreen garlands decorate the homes still, The spirit of the faith …
From the sea they came open, not sneaking by stealth And they came for to parley, fosterage for wealth As silver was …
Of which was spoken the sailed to seek Many ships, families and fighting men, As generations had sailed before, They take to …
Its a mere 1001 years since the battle of Clontarf, and we understand little of the dynamics of the battle. There was …