Mother Ireland Poems

You Never Cared For Me 

You never cared for me 
I was not your son ,
We did not embrace 
Each or either one .
Your religion...

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Embracing the countryside 
Made some ecstatic and glee 
But one feature in particular 
Was that old coniferous tree

‘Conifer,’ a Latin word
Means one that bears a...

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Who was she? I asked for she had evaporated in front of us.
“Brighid, Mother of Ireland,” said a familiar voice.
It was my father-in-law. He frequents...

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the wind pops like a ball hitting a wall
boy of 3 years struggles to control his small,
        ...

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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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In the Irish mountain "Breasts of Anu" I reside.
I am mother goddess, the spirit essence of nature.
Anu or Danu my worshipers call me with pride.
Dana...

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Court hiss sea hove The Irish Times,
     this hum mere ruck can bloke
kin esse spy climb mitt till impact
  ...

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The Goat’s Tale... Puck Fair, Killorglin Co. Kerry, where in August
a wild mountain goat is crowned King Puck by a young girl who then becomes...

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Kerry, oh Kerry, when I’m feeling down and blue,
I like to hold a photograph, sit here and think of you,
Your beauty it surely puts the...

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I’m not saying my father hated the English, God forbid. If he were still alive, he’d hate to hear me say that. He’d correct me...

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The priest had been here earlier and the rosary was said
and relatives and friends in single file were offering condolences.
"Sorry for your troubles," one by...

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UNSUPPORTED CODE I(The ancient lines of raised potato plantations are visible from the roads in the hills above Oughterard in County Galway, Eire - this...

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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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Shawn walked in the local pub
and sat down by McGee
Shawn spoke softly in his ear
But McGee did not agree

He shook his head and waved his...

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Mother's fine old broach had I worn
on the edge of my green jacket 
that I'd bought to keep me warm 
-but the shamrock undid its...

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