Best Dublin Poems

Dublin city 
Along the quays 
Over the bridge 
Across the liffey 
North and South divide. 

      
           W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2018.

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‘Tis lucky me father lies in the grave,
Than t’see the havoc I have wreaked
In the name of actin’ bold and brave,
My misadventures dastardly peaked.

In this musky gaol I am wasting away
While me life passes before me eyes
Chaplains teaching me how to pray,
Give up with their...

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Here I sit alone,
So far away from my home,
City is alive....

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Choice made long ago
Fades in clinging airport hugs
Exile1 heart strings tug....

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DUBLIN GALLOWS       
DowN from Grafton Street near St. Stephen's Green,
I'd hear her cry sometimes til first of dawn,
the love o'me life, me lassie, me queen,
an' every blow that brought her cryin' on.

I'd give me own life to make her...

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Two days in,
Me and you,
Hard celtic
Strays betray
No truth, stone,
shrine or statue,
Viking hearts and
Weathered youth,
Healing green eyes,
How i love you.

Your streets lure me
Like arteries to heart,
Through our Troubles,
Together, home....

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Church bells forged in the 
flames of Irish history
Reign down in a full-circle ring 
on crowded streets
Echo through soul worn cobble 
stone half lit alleys 
Bringing the gap where the 
past and present meet....

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Rat rat tat rat of archangel 
wings 
Puffed grey streaks buzz masts 
of anchored boats
Being gently rocked to sleep by 
a rising tide.

An island rises wrapped in a 
cummerbund cloud
Shoulder high above a soft 
dissolving mist
Raises its head to bask in a 
warming kiss

A high speed ferry...

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Irelands capital Dublin, it's a beautiful city
Famous for its Guinness and Jameson's whiskey
The Temple bar area for music and the 'craic'
Many say on departing "one day I'll be back".

Molly Malone can be seen, with her wheelbarrow
In busy Grafton street that's so bustling and narrow
The silvery...

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A bright star shines
To the exalted constellations
May I present this debutant?
A poor man sleeping
Wrapped in golden tinfoil
In a doorway
It’s so cold tonight, outside at least
Beneath the splendid sky

I wonder is he dreaming
While I walk by

©dbyrne dec 25th 2013...

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Dublin is Irelands capital city
On the river Liffey
It is at the seashore
With mountains galore

Viking settlement
With many more to come
Bringing changes
Throughout the ages

Diverse and welcoming
Humorous and serious
Dubh Linn meaning Black Pool to those in the know
Continues to grow

Home to many
Workplace for some
It is never hum drum

To...

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NEXT  STOP  :   DUBLIN


Glad to leave the stonefaced Russian labyrinth of passports small
And stamped documents for every footfall
A bureaucrat’s wet dream  - checking each other’s bureaucracies
No walking on grass, no stepping over invisible fences,
No original thinking, no whistling indoors please....

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We would run in a race to Dublin 
The way we were, we could not begin.
From the start, we were through
Mack only had one shoe.
Me, I was stuck in mud to my chin....

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Ah, the Irish city of Dublin!
Sure 'tis always bustlin' and rumblin'!
And, at times, when it rains,
folks try not to complain,
in spite of the puddlin' and bubblin'!...

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hostel life
you never know with whom
you'll share a room
a cappuccino 
or 
a piece of life

Fatima is not her name 
just what she goes by
in Turkey if you're Kurdish
it's safer to be a Fatima
in Dublin  she can be (her Kurdish name)
it's just something she doesn't
want...

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