Skirl Poems - Poems about Skirl

...THE EVER DWINDLING FEW - USA Version Beach Omaha At Omaha an old man stands and limps down to the shore, Where on this sand he crawled and ran so many years before. The skirl......Read the rest...

...THE EVER DWINDLING FEW At Juno Beach At Juno Beach an old man stands and limps down to the shore, Where on this sand he crawled and ran so many years before. The skirl of pipes stil......Read the rest...

...'The sounds of Earth is the music of my soul.’ I'm scrambling up the crumbling cliffs the Pacific ocean is raging below it's heaving about roaring and thumping then sucking b......Read the rest...

...The parade is marching to the beat of the drum With the skirl of the pipes with their distinctive hum Everywhere you look there's bright shades of green It's the day of the year, that the Iris......Read the rest...

...On the Isle of Skye, water runs down the Cuillin mountains into waterfall streams It's a beautiful and tranquil place Where the local fairies live, play and dream A red-bearded Scotsman walks fr......Read the rest...

...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 and a sprig of green. Loud colourful p......Read the rest...

...Return of The Piper The skirl of the pipes is carried on the wind Purple heather moves in time with the sound Dark clouds move in and cover the sky His sanctuary the piper has found Amid......Read the rest...

...(521 Australian servicemen were killed in the Vietnam War. Menzies = Australian leader, septic tanks = "yanks", Queensberry = fair, as in the rules of boxing, bonzer = good) I'm Billy Bohane......Read the rest...

...GATESHEAD MUSIC Not a storybook place of rhymes and chimes of bells My childhood England was dark and dirty, And instead of the skirl of bagpipes or the weeping fiddle, There were fa......Read the rest...

...Nay greet for me, I yet live ne'er was I a bairn to ye mind me ere I once were when drouthy neibors met t'were to tak a dram or two then tak the gate ......Read the rest...

... As the sun downs through the trees Greened leaves bow for the eve This warrior sits and reflects Alone he plays, it's his way to grieve For this is no normal scene What I view he has......Read the rest...

...There was an awful caterwailing and clamour as the pipes filled up with air and swirled today it was for an orange march playing the protestain songs of inflamitary verse. Many were the songs ......Read the rest...

...GOING BACK It was not an endearing place, a storybook place With little cottages and Loaded fruit trees from which apples could be casually filched, Nor were there sparkling streams ......Read the rest...

...As the sun downs through the trees Greened leaves bow for the eve This warrior sits and reflects Alone he plays, it's his way to grieve For this is no normal scene What I view he has brought t......Read the rest...

...On this cold winter night A horror unfurls As they leave their trenches Under the Bagpipes skirl It's Christmas Eve In World War One Over the top they leave The killing has begun Knee dee......Read the rest...