The Politician’s Scraps
So back to normal now the riots are turned down in heat The politicians fight for scraps, vultures over a … Continue reading The Politician’s Scraps
Tag: Places Poetry
If Éire Be My Wife, Then Caledonia Be My Lover
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
An Endless Knot
Looking out of the window on a cold day The wind blowing away the last of summer Thoughts shut down … Continue reading An Endless Knot
The Band Played On
People talk loudly over the cacophony The sounds reverberate and abound People nod in the right places Hoping they heard … Continue reading The Band Played On
Lost
This cold October day she sits gazing out of the window Cold outside and cold within She asks herself will … Continue reading Lost
Don’t Be A Sheep
His stinging eyes looking at picturesque skies Wonders what’s beyond the clouds Imagination runs wild, eyes like pies Burning with … Continue reading Don’t Be A Sheep
Blowing Like A Leaf
See the man with hands deep in his pockets Walking along against the wind, Has he lost it? For he … Continue reading Blowing Like A Leaf
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
Sail Away
The sun beats down on a quiet beach As gulls call and the sea does beseech A lone woman and … Continue reading Sail Away
This Brain-dead Mind
I sit here staring at the screen Trying to think of something For no words will follow kind In this … Continue reading This Brain-dead Mind
Caliburnus Rises 