Them Irish

They charged the Irish did, into a storm of flying steel and burning lead. Then, came a cry at Heaven’s gate, clear the way, ‘tis the Irish who have met their fate. The gate was opened, and the Irish marched through, the angels saluted, it is said that God did too.

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J Hamilton Gist

Date: 5/16/2018 7:55:00 PM

Oh so you're Irish?

Chris Hagy

Date: 4/19/2018 2:43:00 PM

Great little write Jeff :) I have a lot of Irish in me too... we do have the "Warrior's Soul" :)... and after all King David was a warrior! Have a great day :)

Jeff Martin
Date: 4/22/2018 7:02:00 PM

Thanks alot Chris :)

Oliver Mckeithan

Date: 4/18/2018 12:38:00 PM

Great one Jeff. I like all things Irish. My wife and I will be making our second trip-my third-to the ould sod this June. There is a song by one Steve Earle call Dixieland. It is about Killrain a fightin man with the 20th Maine. That fits well with your poem. Thanks for posting Oliver

Jeff Martin
Date: 4/22/2018 7:01:00 PM

Thanks Oliver. I'm longing for my first trip.

Line Gauthier

Date: 2/16/2018 8:06:00 AM

Awesome little poem that packs a punch. Marvelously done, Jeff.

Jeff Martin
Date: 4/22/2018 7:00:00 PM

Thank you :)

White Wolf

Date: 6/19/2017 9:27:00 PM

Oh, I love this one! Reminds me of Finn and his Fianna

Jeff Martin
Date: 6/25/2017 10:39:00 PM

Thank you White Wolf