Faith Ireland Poems

Saint Patrick's Day Musings

I feel lucky on this Saint Patrick's Day
Perhaps my muse has something to say
As I'm decked out in my holiday green
She's painting...

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Fisherman's Luck 

The rocks brushed by the waves, 
caressed and embraced by the ocean, 
slowly wearing down the land, 
to be carried away in pieces
back...

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It was another grey stone winter.
Menacing Queen Beira terrorized the countryside.
We traveled the winding cobblestone way,
the grey stone winter way. 

We believed in anything to...

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Duncan MacAlpin thoughts were disturbed
Beauty he had seen in Crovie
Had stolen his heart with one look.
Her face a map of Scotland.

Where would I begin to...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Sonnets LXI-LXX

Erin
by Michael R. Burch

All that’s left of Ireland is her hair?
bright carrot?and her milkmaid-pallid skin,

her brilliant air of cavalier despair,
her train of children?some conceived...

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The Celtic Cross at Île Grosse
by Michael R. Burch

“I actually visited the island and walked across those mass graves [of 30,000 Irish men, women and...

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Erin, for a girl who embodies Ireland
by Michael R. Burch

All that’s left of Ireland is her hair—
bright carrot—and her milkmaid-pallid skin,
her brilliant air of cavalier...

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Clip art,

dancing stars,
    
dictionary wars,
 
semblance starx,
 
solitary parts,
 
 Clip art......

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Take three visually vibrant colors
inherent in my desire, heart and mind 
symbolic red cross, Saint George recovers
faith, hope and belonging that doth remind,

dark blue background...

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When bored with a humdrum way,
I think about this happy day
When we went laughing up and down
The magpie streets of Dublin town.

Then it seemed our...

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THE STATE OF OSTRACISM

Excommunicated by popular vote, I became isolated in a world chosen from birth.
Priests came to convert us, but we were practicing the...

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The reaper rhymes a rhyme to Riddle me
"Your Castles gone", he said, "now go be free"
But "What" I pray, "will be my Legacy?"
"The air you...

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To be called ..
            ~   Grandma is a Honor ~

  ...

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''twas  a new feeling-somewhat more 
Then we even dares to own before
      As I looked upon the stars 
...

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