Rose 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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Through thickened woods and thorny brush
I chased the elf in silenced hush
Around intoxicating pines
And mossy-covered hanging vines

Taking care to mark the way 
With petals dropped...

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Poetry is the fashion
The pope, the last bastion
Out with the old
In with the aborted

Crowds gather in anticipation
Poet Arthur recites To Patrick's Nation
England you see
Believes in...

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I’ll tell you what I’ve seen
Of a lady dressed in green.

She’s Irish to the core
Like she was the day before.

And even till today
She loves St....

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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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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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SUMMER SOLSTICE

Queen Meabh stood beside the cairn, her velvet cape fluttered in the night air,
She called onto the Goddess Aine to return the moon safe...

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I’m going to talk a little Irish
And what it is an Irishman seeks today
If it is to search for that pot of gold
I thought I’d...

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There’s a celebration to come
That can’t keep Irishman apart
Even non Irishman are invited
To play out their Irish part.

Now speaking like the Irish
Let me say, “That...

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A special day is coming
That you all soon shall see
It includes all Irishman
And that happens also to be me.

The celebration in question
Involves a lot of...

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CELTIC LUNAR SACRIFICE
That night,  the dead, rose up into the dark of night,
to make their way led by the Druids' burning light;
there's buried many...

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Hallowed The Halls of Antiquity
Frail The Parchment of History
When a Host of Quills Touched Destiny
And Rose a Peoples of Democracy

Hail sayeth to MAN not King?
Immortal...

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To live with you, my rose
be the most wonderful gift given to me;
before life, my love
you matter the most in my life,
love me and live...

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At some Sweet Point in Your Youth
Through Travel Guides beguiled
Searching for Existential Truth
You dreamt of Erin Isles

You longed a quite, simple life
Away form Hectic Glances
Attempt...

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VI
Deeds

Patrick traveled lightly, 
	He carried but his needed load
		And made himself as useful 
	As he could along the road.
			He aided all who asked him,
				Offering a...

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