Tag: irish
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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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Pilgrims Walking – II
The denizens in and beyond these hills Sought every sordid, sanguinary thrill And in their wake a pill to weaken and stake through every ill We trouped past dark satanic mills Mustering dark winds and deathly chills Ill born of miasms plague the villages The dells and hamlets where it kills Indiscriminately like a serial…
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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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Hero’s Arrival
Bull totem clan Campbell, not can See the antient man Reaper and reaver of and on his lands His mouth’s demands are brought around to heel by his hands His fastness a forest fortress, like Vodalus, fighters from the Fianna Who heard singing Lia Fáil, line its wooden walls, loyal to their Rí They wear…
Alchemisland 