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Gaelic Poems - Poems about Gaelic


Premium Member Critterature: a Gaelic Fashion Statement
A giraffe who was new At the Aberdeen Zoo Heard a bagpipe askirling one day. He tracked down the player And offered to pay her If she kindly would teach him to play. He gazed at the piper, A Hebrides viper, As she uncoiled and let out a sigh. Then she hissed, "Listen, dearrie, I'll answerr yerr querry, But you're nae gonna like my rreply. Yerr legr'rr...

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Categories: gaelic, animal, humor,
Form: Light Verse
The Dun :Torr Na Craoibhe
A great forest grows dark and green, Where little birds twitter amid the leaves, Reynard the red coated one keen eye searching, For squirrels leaping among branches tall, Making sure the youngsters don’t fall, A capercaillie scream rents the air, Sounding like ban-sidhe in the air. Trees creak and rattle in ancient tree talk, Close together they whisper and plot, Sending astray the...

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Categories: gaelic, fantasy, people, remember,
Form: Dramatic Monologue



Song of Amergin: Translation
The 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 the cliff hawk I am the sunlit dewdrop I am the fairest flower I am the rampaging boar I am the swift-swimming salmon I am...

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Categories: gaelic, ireland, myth, mythology, song,
Form: Free verse
A Gaelic Song
^ A Gealic Song Gneiss. Ancient. Vying with Earth herself for the Crown of Age. In the Hebrides Lie the Stones of Calanais Stubborn chthonic deities of a common past Rising up and standing against all. You More than a beautiful metaphor Of what I have seen forged in that deep, deep heart; A heart deep as the songs of Burns on thistle Or lilting starlings...

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Categories: gaelic, hope, romantic love, travel,
Form: Free verse
Gaelic Queen
His mother, a gaelic queen his father, a rugged pit miner he wishes to never be seen being solitary has never been finer the son of sons he was the son of sons he became an expectation he did cause his brother supposedly the same The gaelic queen wept over her fallen friend her lover stirred and fidgeted in restless toil it was her heart...

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Categories: gaelic, mom,
Form: Rhyme



The Gaelic Winds
the mirror makes a cast of the soul and it becomes the Gaelic Winds...

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Categories: gaelic, imagery, imagination,
Form: Free verse
Three Roses (Gaelic English)
Roses, a gift from me heart to show in art I love ye. Each bloom presents part of me for nae te see, only thee. A rose that shines purest white brin' delight before thine eye. Spake tae ye of love divine; I nae define or deny. A rose of red, crimson hue, me passion's dew, I love ye, in words that within this tryst, ye...

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Categories: gaelic, loveme, rose, love, me,
Form: Verse

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