Son 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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The Hill of Howth During Horse Show Week 1972


June 16 is Bloomsday when in a world defying time
which stately fat Buck Mulligan starts off with...

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From Rhegeds lofty peaks 
spied sailing over Erins sea 
pirates raiding from Innesfail 
white sails catching the prevailing wind 
as if flying them over the...

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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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Seventeenth of March is St Patrick’s Day
Great day for the Irish I can honestly say
Paddies' the world over will want to be seen
Wearing Leprechaun hats...

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Grandfather played the tin whistle
with Paddy on his knee
for his grandson he played 
songs of Ireland
songs that will live on

on Paddy’s tenth birthday
Grandfather gave him...

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McGee's oldest son, graduated from school
But McGee wished he had more ambition 
Instead of a doctor, a Lawyer or Cop
He became an astute, dietitian 
But,...

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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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Come out with me tomorrow
And do the things we said we'd do 
Let me make my words have a little truth 
Empty promises I said...

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A stone round standing fortress crowns forever beauty
The name translated to english Grianan means sunny spot or sun temple
The land bows down inspirational the view...

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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 be called ..
            ~   Grandma is a Honor ~

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VII
Conclusion

Patrick was a gentle soul, 
	With joy and kindness he was rife,
		He served one god, his Creator,
	Thankful for being given life.
			On March 17th, year 460
				Patrick...

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