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Memories of Grandmother at Drumnahara

The shaking hands that set the plate Of ice cream and jelly that vibrate With an old woman’s smile under curled hair …

The Ambush at Clonfin

Man for man, and gun for gun, Mere peasants stood to the test, With faith in God and their fellow man, They …

Let Death Not Sneak In Our Door

In the days gone by during the War On the family farm in old Lislea My mother but a child she was …

Gurteen Lake in Ballinalee

Gurteen Lake and the Curse of the McCarthys

Verse from another legend from Longford recorded by the Irish Folklore Commission From Clonbroney the priest was travelling Was making his weary …

Saintjohnstown – So Beautiful A Name

My mother grew up outside the Longford village of Ballinalee. She always said she preferred the English name on it, St. Johnstown… …

Wake at Ballinalee

My mother told of attending a wake when a child in her native village Ballinalee, where the pipes that were smoked cermonially …

Distant City, Close Experience

Gaza and Granard, both experienced revenge attacks from insurgents activities, bar Gaza is on a greater scale than anything the Black and …

As They Lay Him Down

As they lay him down… Madiba… Let them not forget, Forgiveness, what he though them, For hatred, now subdued, can yet, Tear …

Old Clonbroney

This is a ghost story told to me by my mother, from her grandparents, either Kiernans Mill or Treacys. The roadway mentioned …

The Hungry Grass

A shiver runs up my spine As stories I recall Of people dead in times gone by I was told of when …

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 …

The Long Acre

A trains stopped, a dead cow on the trackway And children crying herding more And I woken from my reverie I enjoyed …