Donegal Poems - Poems about Donegal

who knocks

...Who Knocks

"Who knocks so quietly on the cloister's
port a poor girl from a land afar."
We sang that song at school and always
made me emotional, I could picture this
poor waif seeking shelter...

Pregnant Pause

...P erfect afternoon although the
R ain clouds looked ominous over Tory.
E ven still we ventured out as the darkness
G athered behind our foot prints on one of the
N icest beaches in North Donegal....

Vanitas

...Lifting my weary an drugged head
"Hey'
Is all that croaked
From a dried throat
As the Irish gals
From Donegal
Those medical Angels
Surely sent
By family past
Dote about
My sickening
Karmic...

Sceilp Level

...They were Lilly Whites from Kildare,
And Boggers from County Clare,
Herring Gutters from Donegal
And Dubliner Jackeens.
They were Goat Suckers, Slaneysiders,
Magpies and Rossies.
They were Kell...

Thirty-Two

...from island corner, big Antrim lad
  to Belfast city, a tiny pad
  shattered windows, tilted clocks
  Goliath had lost his socks
  gargantuan giant going mad

  Armagh apple girl, any topic
  ...

Rustic Shores of Scotland

...Bagpipes in short high sounding squeals 
 that loudly play to the ears appeal
 some haunting distant melodic foreboding malaise,
stretching across an isle of green-blue ways,
 freed open and ging...

Contagious Corona

...I'm so happy I could cry.
My eldest child has said goodbye.
To England and that silly Boris,
who mismanaged the threat to us.

She and her fiance caught the ferry.
I'm so pleased it makes me me...

Beautiful Donegal Qd

...Being from beautiful Donegal
Each day in summer I am enthralled
As soon as I see the sun shining,
Under blue skies I can be pining
To be out and about with top down.
In my little car I whiz arou...

Ireland - a Divided Island Part Three

...kaisers, kings, emperors fight for territory
  dispensable bodies left in the ground on foreign soil, unreturned
  militarisation of memory and folly
  an Irish nation half-wrenched from a bloodie...

Only Twenty Years

...ONLY TWENTY  YEARS 

Who  can know the future of  twenty years
And discount the dim offerings of Gateshead?
What  12 year old can imagine
The emptiness of prairies in Montana
Or  smell from fif...

How Far November

...I'm overtaken
'Tis nigh season of trav'ling
And I alight again, Love
O how I despair 
To wander ancient isles
Alone among the great hordes

How far November
When to our farm, our boys, an...

Birthplace

...The most beautiful birthplace? Why, Donegal of course.
Having travelled the world, I have no remorse,
at returning home.

Summer sunshine? I go and explore.
Sea with a sheen of blue. Forty shade...

An Irish State of Mind

...An Irish State of Mind July 20, 2013

In a New York bar, pretty far, with Donegal on my mind
 Missing my country, miss my friends, in an Irish state of mind
 Donegal town, Bundoran, Killybegs to ...

My Irish Jewel

...My Irish Jewel             May 15, 2016
 
They took a piece of my land, six of thirty two
They came with might and stole it, England shame on you 

You took a piece of my land, you stole my Iris...

My Flame-Haired Gypsy Maid

...On Summers eve-you danced by night
On sweet-scented breeze by the campfires light
Your flaming hair-locks swirling wild-
desires and passion you did rile.
My Gypsy maid from Clare's sweet paths
...

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