Offices across the canal from Charlemont Street in Dublin. Photo Tomas O Carthaigh (c)2010
Opposite this stone he lived it says
Of him I have not read before
Opposite the canalbanks where I sit, but behind
On hinge, was his hall door
Beside the Canal at Charlemeont Street
New offices shining stand
What contrast: the ruined economy of today
An [...]
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Written Beside a Stone to Paul Smith
Offices across the canal from Charlemont Street in Dublin. Photo Tomas O Carthaigh (c)2010
Opposite this stone he lived it says
Of him I have not read before
Opposite the canalbanks where I sit, but behind
On hinge, was his hall door
Beside the Canal at Charlemeont Street
New offices shining stand
What contrast: the ruined economy of today
An [...]
On a Marble Seat at a Café I Sit
On a marble seat at a cafe I sit
And slowly sip my coke
And write verse in the sparkling rain
I think it is a joke
That less than twenty yards from here
I passed within the hour
An addicted, homeless, hopeless man
Beside the streets of power
In a land of empty houses
That they now wish to tear down
I wonder… is our President
Really Mar [...]
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 [...]
Walking in Rain on O’ Connell S...
In teeming rain I walk the street
As the clouds drench all beneath
And through my runners the rain soaks my feet
To my bus I run
Faceless people in the town tonight
Shall sleep on the sodden streets as is their right
And I shall be dry, ignorant of their plight
Sleeping, or having fun.
A faceless person I hope never to be
Without power bills [...]
Two Magpies on Stephens Green
Two magpies seen on Stephens Green
One seen before the other
I thinking it sorrow meant
I looked quickly for another
And finding it, camera I took
A picture for to take
A scene pretty it seemed to me
And to take for beauties sake.
But, no, before I took the snap
The first upped and flew away
And drat to that and all of that
To Myself I did s [...]
Here Once The English Lived
Georgian Houses in Dublin
Here once the English lived
In houses of red brick grand
And after them,in tenements
The underclass, who, like the sand
Were innumerable, and everywhere
With rough accents and Gaelic names
But now are few once again here
As are the flowing sand grains.
Of Gaelic names some who live here are
But they are not of the [...]
The Muses Cafe
As I pay, I look on their faces
And I wonder, are they proud
Now that they are acknowledged with
The respect in life so often not allowed?
And as I eat I wonder will
On some far off distant day
My picture, name and words shall be
On a wall in the Muses Café?
Could I reach the heights they’ve known
With my offerings of poetry and prose
Shall m [...]
Last Night This Canalbank Was Home
Bank of canal in Dublin. Photo Tomas O Carthaigh (c)2010
Last night, this canalbank was home
I see the tossed newspapers blow
And a solitary brown blanket lie
Where not all that long ago
Someone slept… but they were not camping
This was home last night
And, as I approach the bridge
I see him sitting there… on my right…
Hes o [...]
No Dockers Here Now Load Their Boats
The new Docklands area of Dublin. Photo Tomás Ó Cárthaigh (c)2010
No dockers here now load their boats
And curse and laugh, lewd stories tell
Others do… more clipped their accents
And they have more money as well
There are jobs for all here all right
But they are not for dockers sons
No… but for sons of solicitors and doctors
And [...]
Blog – A Busy Wednesday
“Encore” Interview, Midlands Radio 3
Yesterday we had the privilege of an interview as part of Claire O Brien’s forthcoming “Encore” programme on Midlands Radio 3, which is set to be broadcast at the end of the month.
When I say “we” I mean myself and fellow “Rhymers Club” member Ken Hume, [...]
