People Ireland Poems

Colour me perfect in green white and gold, 
A tricolour heart from the young to the old,
A land of giants from the causeway to swift,
A...

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Northern Ireland, it was a peaceful Saturday of August 15,
1998. There were many people shopping in the center of
Omagh, in Tyrone. Then, at 3:10 p.m.,...

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In Moher Cliffs me wife bought some bling
A green stone and Celtic knot ring
What trilogy is this?
Three circles of bliss?
Could it be a sexual thing?

Author’s...

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True talk heals, 
When someone speaks,
The truth about my small mistakes
As human being , 
I feel much comfortable. 
When someone speaks lies
About what I did...

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The wee people, clever and sprightly,
play tricks on the mortal folk, nightly.
As there's mischief in me,
could it possibly be
I've got leprechaun charm in me, slightly?...

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The parade is marching to the beat of the drum
With the skirl of the pipes with their distinctive hum
Everywhere you look there's bright shades of...

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Martin Luther King junior was the inspiration
For the Northern Ireland, Civil Rights association
Protests were held and they marched peacefully
The unionist majority tried to stop them...

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I met her in a place unfettered by the world
A secret place, a place where no one would dare judge
For we were all walking the...

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Black hoodie, black gloves and a black balaclava 
Allegiances born of belligerent father
A council estate with yards full of tyres
A rucksack that’s laden with tin...

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Erin Go Bragh 

At Ben Bulben’s feet Sligo stands,
The home of such creative hands
Where poet William Yeats did grow.
The Nobel Prize his poems did know.

On...

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Emerald Isle.  ( song )
.
One ... day I will return to the emerald isle
That I ..love
Where I was born
And my heart belongs
To chase the...

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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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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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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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kaisers, kings, emperors fight for territory
  dispensable bodies left in the ground on foreign soil, unreturned
  militarisation of memory and folly
  an...

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