Imagination Ireland Poems

She's writing;
Her emerald eyes glowing
with imagination's bright
light;

It's spoken
this poetic heart golden. 
magic of the rainbow's pot
caught....

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Green sparkling in her eyes, 
gasoline beneath her skin; 
Kerosene in everything she says, 
citrine hanging from a devilish grin;

Plucky with the heart of a...

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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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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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something stirred in this place, long, long ago
  presence lingering
  half-hidden haven on the crowding hillside
  enchanted enclave
  Iberian portal still...

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A Poem For May.

As autumn shade's fall softly upon the ground and cloud's 
Melt away as the sun drift's down. Colour's burst into light 
and...

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Pennilessness disallows me
     luxury tubby globe trekker
hence, my imagination
     takes me random places minus
   ...

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Were
the
poems
of Oisin
a translation or
Jamie Mac's imagination ?

Note:James Macpherson author in 1762 of Fingal(Finn mac cool) epic on the 'White Stranger'of Irish mythology and Giants Causeway...

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We dance  to a drum beat
We all thought we were individual
But we are just line dancing through life
No one truly steps out of line
We...

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Song tribute to U2.

There's nothin like a song
that has a social message
and a hook that keeps you rockin

That irish band called U2
has a style and...

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Solstice

As I stood within this ancient Iron Age fort of stone
Dark clouds hid the wind that chilled me to the bone
The voices of waves hissed...

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Rockbrook / Cruagh Cemetry
In this ancient Cruagh cemetery stands a watch-tower with one window, where men were posted to guard the graves of the newly...

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Livid I was when that nincompoop
stained that page of my book
with tomato sauce, while eating
oh! How horrible! How horrible!
It was just a little dot but...

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THE EMPRESS OF IRELAND

Two mighty workhorses, colliding Titans,
Leviathans of the Saint Lawrence river.
Devastation’s maritime wrecking balls,
Slamming head on, even after the warnings 
Sounding, had been...

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mixing words and rhyme , devote passion designed,  
   colors and shades blend , my vision I send ,a path 

 ...

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