Mystery Ireland Poems

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 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...

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“Irish I am,” my mam speaks in hushed tones to the air
She questions still, seeming to her alone
Intones, “Ireland, O Ireland, what are you?
Where do...

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chieftains trade their loyalty behind the clouds
  high mountain king Carrantouhil commanding his Macgillycuddy Reeks
  men of begotten rank, scheming skulduggery
  secrets...

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This is a true story about an old Wise Woman who lived in the wilds of
West Ireland in the late 1800's.

She was a Seer, Healer....

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Eriu Queen of our green land 
enveloped within your Emerald eyes 
Shining one lantern within a flaming torch 

Spirit burning with fire escapes through the...

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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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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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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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In the green countryside of Wales,
A castle sits, dark and decaying,
It holds many ghostly tales,
That the locals keep relaying.

Surrounded by majestic, rolling hillsides,
Covered by a...

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Arched as a Gothic Temples dome,
Arched as the wood of Cupid’s bow,
Arched as the back of Atlas bent,
The rainbow stretched from end to end.

Full of...

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