Fireside Tales Told at Halloween
Stories of North Longford families, Of folk then dead and gone – Were told to me when I was young By those …
The Plague Paths are Fading Now
The plague paths are fading now That were worn by feet Of folk who sought to avoid The people that they would …
John Darrell Boyd – Elegy on an Deceased Airman
One of the few of your clan, you died… Who fought in so many wars over the years – Your young bride, …
Reading a take on memory from a fellow North Longford writer
John Connell is from outside my families home village of Ballinalee. Author of “The Cow Book” – which was given a different …
We Are All Wanderers
Inspired by quotes from John Connell, author of “The Running Book”, who said to see our way through troubles including COVID19, we must never forget the beauty in life.
One Crown Murder Among Many
Remember them and don’t forget, Who in Ninety Eight there died, Murdered by troops of the British Crown, On orders, for which …
To Find Peace
I lived by a roaring river, Then beside a tumbling stream, Then beside a placid canal, Thought to live beside the sea …
Price of a Life in the Land of the Free
As the world is up in arms over the death of George Floyd, let us reflect on the alleged crime he is deemed guilty of, passing a dud $20 bill. Yes, he had a history – drug abuse and violent crime – which he did his time for, serving his debt to society. It doesnt mean he had to die for such a crime, unproven, just alleged.
Drumshambo: July 12th
The dead from the Great Hunger, with no names, lie and are remembered. The Orangemen, for all their pomp, their names are …
Grey Skies Over Aughrim
Grey skies over Aughrim: Fields peaceful and green, That knew terror and bloodshed Where battle had been. But now only cows graze …
Life Is Like A Carpet Weaved
Life, in all its complexeties is like a carpet weaved, except its pattern is not as predictable…
Fiddlers Three
Ill post the words when I get the chance – one of the videopoems…
Revelations on a Limerick Street
Brown grey, the streets meander Over waters seeking sea I walking, amble aimless As if anywhere else to be Would be as …
George Floyd – A Short Elegy
He served his time for the crimes he had done – Whether sentences given is enough or not, Is the victims right …
Six Minutes Until Death
Marching to their deaths they sang the music to “Top of Cork Road”. Joe McKelvey had read in “Gadfly” that it took six minutes for a man to bleed to death when shot in the heart. Commenting, one said if they were shot they hoped it would not take that long. Little did they know it takes everyone that long to die when shot that way, and it was soon coming for them…
She Stood Alone At The Altar
The Ms Dopping-Hepenstal stood up by her groom who had eloped to India with another woman without her knowing is still spoken of today. Her sister was involved with one of the Edgeworths, but in the end neither girl married. Some versions of the story have Edgeworth as the cad, but most do not.
Ruins of Ballymacool
Those ruins stand, charred by fire Not set by a rebels hand Though many of it’s type out to the flame By …
Moneenageisha Harbour, Lough Atalia
No-one comes here now with currachs Rowed by men old and young Bringing the turf to and from the islands Serenaded by …
Hungry Gulls Say Hello
These times of lockdown cause a lack of litter, which gives hunger to the wild birds…
Because The Sun Still Shines
The sun shining tells us there are better times after the storm, worth remembering in these #COVID19 times