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March 2015

Three Roses In Her Hand

Three roses she held in her hand For all the world to see One each from two Pretenders A single rose from …

Awaiting the Eclipse

I wont be at Tara as planned for the eclipse later on this morning, but in Renmore due to a typical case …

Engaging with Art in Longford Providers

Art and Longford are not two words often seen together, but as with empty venues across the country, the old Providers Hardware …

Fleeting Shadows Confuse the Walker

The game of love, which others find so effortless, so it appears, to this traveller of lifes journey is confusing at the …

To One Side I Must Cast My Pen

Verses written win all hearts bar hers She is a slave to life, passion and chance: I am a walker of safe …

Life Flies By

Villages fly by as I Life’s eternal wanderer Who seeks to put down root From where his people came Do not stop …

She Loves Me Not, The Dandelion Said

“Elle m’aime un peu, non, pas du tout” The game of blowing on a dandelion stating does the object of your affections …

God Save Us From The Preachers

Sometimes, men of the cloth with wicked words, spread hate and so are agents of evil… the latest of the old poems …

Alchemy in Reverse

The wizard that is life and its cruel blows Takes the dreams we have been sold Smashes them before our very eyes …

Heart Turned To Gold or Stone

The heart shall turn forged by life, love and pain To gold, or maybe to stone, To be mined from the chest …

Stuck in the Friendzone

Stuck in the friend zone, her heart is bruised, By a fool who knew not what he had… When gone they are …

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