A city slowly comes to life
As the morning has begun
And I the task for to bask
I have started in the sun.
The world goes by in from of my eyes
All in a rush and frantic
I, the poet, prefer to take my time
I like it slow, more romantic.
Its not what you have that you enjoy
Its what of it you make
And I shall enjoy the day
Purely for its own [...]
Posts tagged city
A City Slowly Comes to Life
A city slowly comes to life
As the morning has begun
And I the task for to bask
I have started in the sun.
The world goes by in from of my eyes
All in a rush and frantic
I, the poet, prefer to take my time
I like it slow, more romantic.
Its not what you have that you enjoy
Its what of it you make
And I shall enjoy the day
Purely for its own [...]
The Stray Dog & The Tramp
Unknown, unloved, he walks alone
His hair in patches bare has grown
Human care he has not known
For many the day
Though once him someone did own
Before he was a stray
Passing by some drunken chaps
He sniffs bin bags for scraps
And runs, when one man raps
The bins with a stick
Causing to fall out kebabs and baps
And of liquids, on the street [...]
Pulling Buthaláins
Def: Buthaláins / Buachainean Buí – ragworth
—— Ulster and Connacht Irish
I as a youth I played with clay
If one could really call it play
As I month after month the garden wed
And saw the growing weeds with dread
And I did not in my youth realize
What was my hell, was another’s paradise
When concrete towers and a co [...]
