Long Irish Poems
Long Irish Poems. Below are the most popular long Irish by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Irish poems by poem length and keyword.
An Uppercut I RememberDad hit me only once, an upper cut to the solar plexus. It nearly lifted me off my feet. I was 17 then and already fairly tall, 6’1.” He was 48 and of medium height,...
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Categories:
irish, father son,
Form:
Blank verse
Patsy Foley Was Roly-Poly In 1947It may have been the devil himself who prompted the kids in my schoolyard back in 1947 to chant "Patsy Foley's roly-poly from eating too much ravioli."
At first, no one could remember who started the...
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Categories:
irish, memory,
Form:
Prose
InstructionInstruction
by Michael R. Burch
Toss this poem aside
to the filigreed and the wild tide
of sunset.
Strike my name,
and still it is all the same.
The onset
of night is in the despairing skies;
each hut shuts its bright bewildered eyes.
The...
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Categories:
irish, extended metaphor, fantasy, happiness, hope, hyperbole, i
Form:
Pastoral
ErinErin, for a girl who embodies Ireland
by Michael R. Burch
All that’s left of Ireland is her hair—
bright carrot—and her milkmaid-pallid skin,
her brilliant air of cavalier despair,
her train of children—some conceived in sin,
the others to avoid...
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Categories:
irish, ireland,
Form:
Sonnet
Medieval Poems IiMedieval Poems
Wulf and Eadwacer
(Old English circa 990 AD)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
My people pursue him like crippled prey.
They'll rip him apart if he approaches their pack.
We are so different!
Wulf's on one island; I'm on...
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Categories:
irish, angel, england, love, middle school, poetry, song,
Form:
Rhyme
I Have Labored Sore TranslationI Have Labored Sore
anonymous medieval lyric (circa the fifteenth century)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
I have labored sore / and suffered death,
so now I rest / and catch my breath.
But I shall come /...
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Categories:
irish, christian, death, earth, heaven, sorrow, sorry, soulmate,
Form:
Rhyme
Song of Amergin: TranslationThe Song of Amergin: Modern English Translations
The Song of Amergin
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
I am the sea breeze
I am the ocean wave
I am the surf's thunder
I am the stag of the seven tines
I am...
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Categories:
irish, ireland, myth, mythology, song, storm, visionary, war,
Form:
Free verse
Operation Money JumpThanksgiving, 1971,
a parachute pilgrim approaches Northwest Flight 305
as Dan Cooper, anonymous businessman, anarchist airborne,
black suit, black sunglasses, a black tie
and a black briefcase broaching black motives,
Portland to Seattle, prison or criminal pantheon,
before...
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Categories:
irish, america, history, mystery,
Form:
Epic
The Picture of Dorian Gray: Paint Me As An EventThe Picture of Dorian Gray: Paint Me As An Event
The Picture of Dorian Gray, a decent fanciful novel by Irish writer Oscar Wilde, published in 1890. The novel, the only one written by Wilde, had...
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Categories:
irish, angst, character, muse,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Snapshots From a Child's West LondonI remember my cherished Wolf Cub pack,
How I loved those Wednesday evenings,
The games, the pomp and seriousness of the camps,
The different coloured scarves, sweaters and hair
During the mass meetings,
The solemnity...
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Categories:
irish, child, childhood, children, england, friendship, london, memory,
Form:
Free verse
AbnormaloriginalsSetting aside richly incorporated through homeless economies,
we have three political ways
to compare a population's internal status:
a. Aboriginal populations,
b. Immigrants--sometimes appearing as multiculturing creolic waves,
c. EmPowered Natives.
Natives are aboriginals
unless a more self-centered wave of supremacist immigrants
stake...
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Categories:
irish, betrayal, christian, health, humanity, humor, immigration, love,
Form:
Political Verse
The Pictish FaeriesThe Pictish Faeries
by Michael R. Burch
Smaller and darker
than their closest kin,
the faeries learned only too well
never to dwell
close to the villages of larger men.
Only to dance in the starlight
when the moon was full
and men...
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Categories:
irish, fairy,
Form:
Verse
Shaggy Dog Limericks: the All-Time Best -- Vote For Your FavoriteThe Spaniel
A Spaniel that uses its head
Can tell when its owner’s unfed
So instead of a duck
That is down on its luck
Will deliver a pizza instead
The Afghan Hound
The Afghan’s a dog groomer’s...
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Categories:
irish, animal, cat, cute, dog, fun, humor, pets,
Form:
Limerick
Mcgillicuddy's WakeTwo new crutches and two double shots of Bushmills Irish Whiskey enabled Joe Faherty to move from the back seat of Moira Murphy's 1976 Buick into Eagan's Funeral Home for Tim McGillicuddy's wake. At 87,...
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Categories:
irish, death of a friend, fantasy,
Form:
Prose
Long Before IsisThirty years ago, long before ISIS started executing Kurds, Muslims and Christians, I hired a Pakistani Muslim as an art director in Chicago. I was an Irish Catholic editor putting out a small national magazine....
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Categories:
irish, friendship,
Form:
Prose
Speaker, Subject, and Theme In Edna St Vincent Millay's ''Women Have Loved Before As I Love Now''“Women Have Loved Before As I Love Now”
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Women have loved before as I love now;
At least, in lively chronicles of the past-
Of Irish waters by a Cornish prow
Or Trojan waters by...
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Categories:
irish, betrayal, desire, literature, love, passion, poetess, sin,
Form:
Prose
Hilda's Family ReunionPaddy didn't want to go to his wife's family reunion. He told her that in the same nice way he had told her in years past so as to avoid other reunions over the many...
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Categories:
irish, family, marriage,
Form:
Prose
Seeking SanctuaryDiaspora Dwellings
On my way into our sanctuary
this past Sunday morning
a woman I had met in choir
was strangely inclined
to share her family history.
Her dad came over from Ireland
because he wanted better business opportunities
for his healthy future.
Here...
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Categories:
irish, earth, family, green, health, history, home, travel,
Form:
Prose Poetry
A Trick My Father Learned In PrisonI’m not saying my father hated the English, God forbid. If he were still alive, he’d hate to hear me say that. He’d correct me right away and say he didn’t hate the English. Truth...
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Categories:
irish, ireland, prison, war, , western,
Form:
Prose
Likeness Ssenekil: Part 2*Image of Many Meanings by KWC.
Likeness ssenekiL: Part 2
(HOMONYMS: Homophones & Homographs)
The batter's foul ball killed a fowl that later caused a foul odor.
After painting the room red, he then redd it up and read...
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Categories:
irish, word play,
Form:
I do not know?
Caseworker, 1962In 1962, I was a caseworker, not a social worker, in the Cabrini-Green Housing Project in Chicago. In that era, the difference between a caseworker and a social worker was simple. A social worker had...
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Categories:
irish, poverty,
Form:
Prose
Give Peace a Chance Part 1Like the twelfth
juror in the play
I must say I am not
convinced
For I know a recipe
for trouble
I have seen the
double standards
And I do not approve
this for Kenya
I will never approve
it, and neither
Would you, dear
friend of...
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Categories:
irish, peace,
Form:
Free verse
My Gramma S CouchWon’t you please take me back
To the brown couch at my Gramma’s house
With the big gold-framed antique mirror over it
And hand me Grampa’s old transistor radio
Covered in leather with glorious knobs
That brought me the...
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Categories:
irish, family, grandmother, sad,
Form:
Free verse
Two Lovers Vi - Paper PlatesOut with his boys drinking, feeling rowdy
Special occasion
Rolling the way they do
His lover is not with them
She stayed in for the night
He misses her company
But enjoys his time with the guys
He'll swing by later
A local...
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Categories:
irish, love, love hurts, men, relationship, romantic love,
Form:
Free verse
New Year's ResolutionsJim Daley and Joe McCarthy had something in common. They died at 80 going to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Walt O'Brien, their protege, found this out when he called the homes...
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Categories:
irish, new year,
Form:
Prose