Mourne Poems - Poems about Mourne

...In my New York suburb, I’m mildly fond Of Helvellyn Road, and Gracemere pond But the original Helvellyn called... Ravenglass too, even the name enthralled. Of Lake poets, I eagerly read And I ......

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...IMPULSIVE Most the impulsive tales of love ! Just ignoring reality two hesitant hearts are conserved. Devotion claimed priority . ......

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...A tradition beyond the grave, leading the dead and dying to sporadically engrave upon themselves an epitaph, in hopes of discovering their forgotten path. And that if and when they may remem......

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...I’ve loved you since before you were even born. I’ve loved being a mother and a wife. I have no regrets and there’s nothing to mourne. I wouldn’t change a single moment of my life. Ever since y......

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...from island corner, big Antrim lad to Belfast city, a tiny pad shattered windows, tilted clocks Goliath had lost his socks gargantuan giant going mad Armagh apple girl, any topic ......

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...Winter Awakens My Care anonymous Middle English poem, circa 1300 loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Winter awakens all my care as leafless trees grow bare. For now my sighs a......

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...Sweet baby, another evening shows itself; Another day has closed. This is the time I long for you and mourne my choice the most. I wonder how I have the right to feel, the pain and loss I do. I......

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...beautiful.. is the scintillating view that greets a misty morn, rising sun, echoes in the haze of a cold night every hair on my arm rises to this stunning view, awakening every sense to alarming h......

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...a day to celebrate. a day to enjoy. a day for love. a day for joy. maybe a day to cry bout. maybe a day to laugh. a truly wonderful day, your on the right path. it could be a day to mourne. p......

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...Fear not my child For it is time to come to pass For thou art not alone I am with thee For thou hast not come to you out of hatred nor evil But to give you peace of eternal life Take thy hand a......

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...Winter brims over bouldered ground above Rostrevor. Louring skies meld blue lough to green forest. Needling wind keens through raftered bones, once homes, hewn from ancient granite. Mourne......

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...YOU died so young i cant believe its real. why couldnt you listen to your friends and family? but instead we are all missing you now. i know you are up in heaven watching over all of us. i hope t......

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