Long Eire Poems

Matthew O' Harris Ease A "FAKE" Irishman

Since adopting the guise
of Norwegian bachelor farmer,
I may as well fabricate genetic stock
lock, and barrel linkedin to Celtic legend.

Sentimentalism invariably swelled me bosom
regarding how grown former bonny lad,
essentially mutely...

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Bonanza of shamrocks will soon blanket Green Acres...
where Lassie free to run across petco junction 

All across the webbed
wide esse Scott's landed wold
emerald green Trifolium
carpets harbor untold
burrows of tiny Leprechauns clover
(leaf) ways grant trifold
wishes if...

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While rummaging, mining,
and distilling me gray matter,
stoking mentality activates
oft time surprising me,
where unexpected novel

cognizance never abates,
I experienced becoming
linkedin with cosmic fates,
sans collective unconscious
soul of the universe,
and chanced to espy,

(albeit only a trimmed speck),
the spirit of...

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Interview – 3-21-24  For Paddy Ch. Quick as a Wink 6/26/2010 – 3/8/24
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Interview With the Irish Wind

Wind from the heart of Eire, come abide with me for a moment
 before you toss your swirling...

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Matthew O' Harris Ease A "FAKE" Irishman

Saint Patrick's Day, or
Feast of Saint Patrick
Lá Fhéile Pádraig
invoke even non Irish to proclaim
Éirinn go Brách
translated as "Ireland Forever."

Though semitic thru and thru
yours truly (me) dons guise of being...

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Matthew O' Harris Ease A "FAKE" Irishman

Saint Patrick's Day, or
Feast of Saint Patrick
Lá Fhéile Pádraig
invoke even non Irish to proclaim
Éirinn go Brách
translated as "Ireland Forever."

Juiced tin he nuff tame afore
thee 2021 Saint Patrick's Day,
(hens this...

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All across the webbed wide esse Scott's wold
emerald green Trifolium
carpets harbor untold
burrows of tiny Leprechauns clover
(leaf) ways grant trifold

wishes if captured might
divulge pot of gold
at rainbow's end, and e'en mend
yar shoes, whence re: souled,
thence tread...

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coming out enchanting 
a harp playing 
bewitching music 
from an irish sea
from the mist of hibernia
entering a cold mystical island
a lonely teddy bear out in an ocean
dressed in her forty shades of green
her lush finery...

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Matthew O' Harris Ease A "FAKE" Irishman

Juiced tin he nuff tame afore
thee Saint Patrick's Day,
(hens this faux written accent
donned to sail hub berate won big todo
fur those peep pull o' Eire rush deuce cent)

aye pretend,...

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It Slithered
By Linda Hays-Gibbs

Darkness caressed it. I heard it before 
I saw a piece of it, a bit?
Black & shinny
But so, so cold
It froze the air 
my thoughts said it Exquisitely tiny but
It was unafraid,...

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Known they are as the Lisbon Lions
But  of  the West of Scotland were they scions.
Etched in history is their name
Because of that  1967 game.

Immortality upon them is endowed
As they made their fans...

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My shopping excursions to the local marts are very rare indeed.
My dear spouse does the shopping, I only go when in dire need.
I have no interest in fostering the foreign imbalance of trade,
Therefore, when I...

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sam i yam not, 
     nor will this 'lo bot go away
cuz, every coordinate in cyber space allows, 
     enables and provides 
    ...

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The Saints be preserved! Begorra! Today Saint Patrick reigns!
An excuse to get the Irish blood a-coursin' through yer veins!
A time for clans with even a tad of Irish in their genes,
To celebrate the holiday with...

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The Saints be preserved! Begorra! Today Saint Patrick reigns!
An excuse to get the Irish blood a-coursin' through yer veins!
A time for clans with even a tad of Irish in their genes,
To celebrate the holiday with...

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The dedication of this journalist gem
Whose writing, brought down
Drug dealing men
 
Eire's Sunday Tribune
And Sunday's Business Post
Newspapers of note, for in them she wrote
 
But it was the criminal world
And her writings so splendent
That craved...

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Ulster in Eire, has a legend in song' a son of honour
Who has struck the gong!
Gave it out true, cause he's long on strong!
Other greats have covered his songs!
I'm talking bout Van- Morrison.'  sync...

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St Patrick’s Alphabet

A is America land of the free

B is for Beatles as Irish as me

C is the great Cliffs of Moher so pretty

D is for Dublin the capital city

E is for Eire – true...

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Our wild heart we shall not tame
Or shall we be anyone slave
Nor shall we hang our head in shame
Freedom is what we truly crave
We realised in that very instance
Being Eirann's child is our inheritance

It was...

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Why this is my tale

Of my family tree and roots 

The what and where

My Gaelic Celtic 

Surname origins came

Straight out of my Liverpool home 

Retracing my heritage right back to 

The emerald island of Eire...

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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 poem laments the long ago disappearance of those whose paradise...

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Through the eyes of an eagle
I view this land.
Forty shades of green
from soft Irish rain
that removes the stain
of numerous battles.

I soar over Sliabh League
in Dun na nGall then
swoop above Glenveigh
where the sons of Tuan
king of...

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The Amadawn 'ave played the joker 
for the Good folks fairy Coort
'T was they 'ave egged the paper birches
an’ touch’d the scare crow’s stalks.

They 'ave given leerin pumpkin 'eads
to Dullahan's black 'eadless 'orse.
Tied the liein'...

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Should I look into family history
And find my ancestors’ story
Will I be surprised by what they have done
Or be happy for what they had won
Perhaps some were convicts transported 
And ended up on these shores...

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Can't Jamaica little speed?
I asked the waitress.
It's Chili outside and I'm Hungary.
I told you I'd have tagliatelle.
Canton that to fill my belly.

I thought I might have Turkey,
seeing as it's Christmas.
The cook said he Canada that
until...

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