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Emerald Isle

Tipperary's a long way from here,
But the Emerald Isle's best beer,
Will enhance any ceilidh,
I wave my shillelagh,
With some Guinness, old Eire feels near.

Categories: emerald isle, humorous,
Form: Limerick

dragon from the emerald isle

Dragon from the Emerald Isle loved to take notes said Snappy.
Research was something that made him wildly happy.
He studied constellations, dinosaurs, extinct animals and stars.
Taking down notes in restaurants, strip clubs, churches and bars.

Strip clubs and churches? Does that seemed strange? I asked him.
He has to try and save the sinners right? Snappy said with

Categories: emerald isle, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme

Emerald Isle

The Emerald Isle lies misty green,
an ocean's gem, a land between
the water's edge and blue of sky,
her magic wonders seldom seen.

For those who know her can't deny
although, in truth, they wonder why
the Irish spin their wondrous tales
to friends and strangers, stopping by.

An Irish story never fails,
in all its glorious details,
to weave a world of fae

Categories: emerald isle, fairy, ireland,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

The Emerald Isle

I'm going to fly,
and see Ireland,
The Emerald Isle,
My ticket's in hand.

Visit in a pub,
drink pints awhile.
Joke with the Locals,
carouse, laugh and smile.

Eat real Irish stew,
brown wheaten bread too.
Then go explore,
old castles of yore.

It's a must to make merry,
in walled London Derry.
All Through Halloween,
the Ghouls intervene.

Walk in fields of Heather,
A Musky purple scene.
Fragrance light as a

Categories: emerald isle, adventure, friendship, happiness,
Form: Quatrain

Emerald Isle

Emerald Isle.  ( song )
.
One ... day I will return to the emerald isle
That I ..love
Where I was born
And my heart belongs
To chase the pretty girls again
And listen to the old
...folk songs……..
.
For although I be a travelling man
And my feet cannot stay still...
So I roam…,,,
I’ve yet to find
A better place
My heart can find a

Categories: emerald isle, appreciation, home, ireland,
Form: Lyric

Brexit Sonnet 21 - This Emerald Isle

Brexit Sonnet No.21
‘This Emerald Isle’
 

So where’s it gone, this border fraught of ours?
It can’t be seen, this separation sore,
Drawn ‘cross troubled Isle by warlike Mars;
Scratched on map by infected hand of war.
Ignored by happy breed of Brexit man,
This spectre’s yet to come to Leaver’s feast,
Its fortress build and scupper faultlined plan,
With moat defensive, to

Categories: emerald isle, political,
Form: Sonnet

Emerald Isle

sitting upon the rocks
 oval bleached souls
with stone hearts
watching the waves rise 
thoughts drift away
 into another world
obscured 
by cryptic currents

 on the crest you sit
 on the tempest
long-haired temptress
enticing with
 your mermaid vice
 crashing waves carpet
 galloping onto sands
  the white steed crashes
as sea lime backslides
 
salt upon this earth 
 breathe wild

Categories: emerald isle, heart, lonely, love, ocean,
Form: Free verse

Old Emerald Isle

coming out enchanting 
a harp playing 
bewitching music 
from an irish sea
from the mist of hibernia
entering a cold mystical island
a lonely teddy bear out in an ocean
dressed in her forty shades of green
her lush finery 
from the land of the leprechaun
king of the fairies

tales of a land of forever young in the fianna
magical blossoms shades

Categories: emerald isle, patriotic,
Form: Free verse

Emerald Isle

Let me take you by the hand
And lead you through my loving land
You will be greeted with a smile
Share in banter that beguiles
As golden harps
Play sweet tunes
Leprechauns dance under full moons
Glowing fires  warm you soul
As colleens dance on the ballroom floor
Fields are green and valleys lush
With streams and lakes
Full of tranquil hush
Castles stand throughout

Categories: emerald isle, home, journey, places, dance,
Form: Rhyme

The Recession of the Emerald Isle

The years before 2008 back when are economy was still standing great. 
Money was carelessly spent as people thought their wealth; would never melt away but how wrong were they? 
Fancy new cars  and two or three holidays in the sun a year people thought their cushy life's would never disappear. 
The building trade

Categories: emerald isle, business, history, on work
Form: Rhyme

The Eerie Emerald Isle

The Amadawn ‘ave played the joker 
for the Good folks fairy Coort
‘T was they ‘ave egged the paper birches
an’ touch’d the scare crow’s stalks.

They ‘ave giv'n leerin pumpkin ‘eads
to Dullahan black ‘eadless ‘orse.
Tied the liein’ Leprechain’s tongues.
Changed the dread Pooka’s course.

Stol'n the noble Banshees keen moan.
an ‘idden ‘er bone white comb.
They ‘ave lured two changeling

Categories: emerald isle, adventure, fantasy, funny
Form: Quatrain