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Irish Legend, Page 2

The Fairy Folk

“I know not” said the old, old man “Of if the stories true That the fairies dance, and one might chance To …

From Corn Hill His Spirit Watches

The latest of the restored poems to the website, from a couple of years back Upon that hilltop he does sleep His …

Destiny Followed Demands Sacrifice

Standing sentry where Sceine lies His love who died at sea Before Ameregin chanted the sacred verse So this Island of Destiny …

Wells of Tara

From Tara, where expanse can be seen, From the Irish sea, to the Shannons water Expanse of the Kingdom of Royal Meath …

I Heard Not

Knowth Passage tomb is a site of history, not alone of prehistoric times, but of the Normans who held a fort here …

Where the Sídhe Dance

The grass grows green where the Sídhe dance Unseen by men in the fog The mushroom circle is kissed by the dew …

Naoise’s People

He who she loved… of the black, black hair Ruby lips and cheeks, of the palest skin… Not of the Celts as …

Lessons Learned from Bog Bodies

We live – or try to- in this our failed republic, The joys and sorrows that that brings, I read an article …

Idle Thoughts While Walking in Sligo

There is little in lapping waves here where I walk, And mountains tall loom over houses, Neath a grey sky that fortells …

Gates to the Gods

Gates to the gods, the people flocks, To worship at the waters pure, To leave tokens, offerings there… Take home some water …

Are Both One Blood?

Some Arabs say that Celts they were, These Berber folk who in the Maghreb live, I see few similarities to my eye… …

Let Blaze the Flames of Uisneach

Flames bright burned seven years On the top of Uisneach Hill Bealtaine declared for the world The call it echo’s here still …

Aideens Grave

Raised by hands, set there in perfection The dead honoured, stones perfect placed Ash and bones, placed in affection Of the dead, …

Maedb’s Seduction

Tell the man that I am as he knows me to be And he can know as he desires all he desires …

The Banshee

I hear the cries of sorrow in the cold night air I know not if they come for here ! or there? …

The Excommunication of St. Columba

A sinner as is every man Columba for his family had great pride Swift of tongue and hot of temper He challenged …

Maedb Desires A Bull

All I have, has my husband, and a lot has he As have I, but yet my husband has more than me …

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