Dawn’s First Light
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 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 following was an idea I had about a a young man in Ireland just as the First World War … Continue reading The Patriot – Part 1
*Inspired by my many visits to Kinsale in Ireland and the Spaniard pub where I did indeed see an old … Continue reading Old Smokey
Oh sweet Kinsale I dreamed of you yesterday In my heart you always are and on my mind you play … Continue reading Oh Sweet Kinsale
He was home. It had been many years since Stephen had set foot in Ireland, let alone Kinsale and he … Continue reading Coming Home
Home is where the heart is we’re told Home is where we’re born that has a hold Home is a … Continue reading Home
I walk past the harbour seeing the boats-a-bobbing On the water gently as my head is throbbing The pain dissipates … Continue reading Boats-a-Bobbing
A winter sun burns cold but also warms his soul As he thinks on home from home His mind wanders … Continue reading Tapping the Tavern
Kinsale, County Cork, Éire October, 2011 Early Evening The young English tourist had been having a great day in the … Continue reading A Kinsale Ghost Story
1601 was the year it happened at the start of October During the nine years war, The thoughts of Cork … Continue reading The Battle of Kinsale