Tag: dublin
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Pilgrims Walking – IV
We have lamps inside us Whose light outshines us Shines outside us Shrine to holiness Lazaret of Lazarus Mage of Montserrat We are sheep with a wise husbandrist You are bondmen drifting in twisted chains Someone is grinning at widespread chagrin Someone is winning by this felling wind Silence is telling, loud is the shelling …
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Pilgrims Walking – III
Are you bound for Coventry, sirs? He is in bearing a laird In character a cur, clear liar His seals of office wholly undeserved His officers spurs you could not call earned Eyes covetous as a drake’s dream of jewels gleaming in its lair What Joyce called a heaventree Of stars spans the sky above…
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Dublin May 2024
Man, Dublin has always been a dirty old town but lately it’s gone down the pan Clearly there’s no plan in place The boys used to be back in town Now the boys are in tents by the canal Canal is anything but grand, swanbellies colour of sand More weil’s disease than a sick bike,…
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Starspawn
Sick from but not of drinking Sick from and of thinking I’m sinking pints in a dockside bar Fog-shrouded far harbour Between loud sips of lager tales regales us Of his sea-borne, sea born Father The man I am named after He points up to a beam in the rafters Hangs a portrait of a…
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Garden Foxes
Early just this morning I woke from sleep to see A fox stole from my garden the skull of a sheep Perhaps to Hamlet over, returned it to their keep A trench-veined garden allotment up the street In April and May, all night they scream and screech With child or for a mate, the fox…
Alchemisland 