One Drop

Not one drop Did I miss Not one drop Did pass my lips Not one drop Of beautiful Guinness But … Continue reading One Drop

A Taste of Home

Oh Ballymaloe more than a food Of emotions do you taste! A tear now does fall This, my Ballymaloe Relish … Continue reading A Taste of Home

The smell of Welsh Rarebit wafts up the stairs As I sit stomach rumbling on my chair The cheese bubbling … Continue reading The Smell of Memories

I heard today how change sadly has come Under a golden harbour sun That much has been lost, sold away … Continue reading Changing Tide

If Éire be my wife, then Caledonia be my lover A temptress of beauty like no other She leads me … Continue reading If Éire Be My Wife, Then Caledonia Be My Lover

The Trident Hotel in my beloved Kinsale set me a challenge to write a poem to match the picture below. … Continue reading Dawn’s First Light

The sun beats down on a quiet beach As gulls call and the sea does beseech A lone woman and … Continue reading Sail Away

Oh for big skies and soaring mountains Stretching to the stars and beyond And for endless seas that whisper of … Continue reading Oh For It To Be So

Like a storm cloud is he His anger like thunder His roar resounds in battle Scaring many asunder His rage … Continue reading Battle Fury

Ahh, he sighs as he sits in the Brazen Head Dublin’s oldest pub where James Joyce drank it’s said Not … Continue reading Brazen Head Blues