Sean Mitchell's First Cork Brigade
...In the heart of Cork City,
Where the Lee runs swift and wide,
Fought a man named Seán Ó Misteil,
With a fire he couldn’t hide.
He lead the First Cork Brigade,
Not for glory, nor for fame —
But ...
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Categories:
oilcloth, ireland,
Form: Rhyme
Summer Holidays In Grannies
...Summer Holidays In Grannies
I remember the hives of summer
down in grannies place
and June's illusions bouncing on the lane
Unformed people floating on hot black air
There at the bottom of the...
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Categories:
oilcloth, childhood, grandparents,
Form: Free verse
Greater Than Truth By Vera Polozkova Translation
...As if suddenly mountains are unwinding sideways -
Solution, supply-well - all reasons you put aside
And appeared to be greater than truth and resided -
Necessary as if you're mine forever, always...
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Categories:
oilcloth, poems, poetess, poetry, poets,
Form: I do not know?
All Alone
...Walking up a sandy draw-
Out in the desert land...
An oddity is what I saw,
Have buried in the sand.
“Saddlebags!” is what I thought,
“Dried up, and nearly gone.”
I wondered how they came to ...
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Categories:
oilcloth, adventure, death, history, nostalgia,
Form: Cowboy Poetry