A Calling of the Clans ! Awake ! Awake ! – Children of Ériu The enemy is almost upon you ! There is Fire in the hills tonight The war beacons have been set alight As far as the naked eye can see From the jagged coast of the Western sea To the gentle slopes […]Read more "A Calling of the Clans."
Tomorrow’s Child. The old man sat in the shade His life time memories beginning to fade On his face, no emotions are betrayed While out in the sunshine his grandchildren played Chasing fluttering butterflies in excitement and glee Searching for ladybirds and caterpillars, so innocently Their chatter and laughter fills the air As he sits […]Read more "Tomorrow’s Child."
Death. Last night, Death paused briefly at my door Like a shadow He moved across the floor I felt the icy chill of his breath I knew He had come, the Lord of Death As He passed, in silence and in stealth No fear, no terror nor fright I felt He paused for a moment, […]Read more "Death."
From A Distant Shore. Like a wave crashing upon countless shores A wild winter’s wind rages and roars Leaving debris strewn across rocks and sand Creating patterns we can not understand Neither decipher nor read Rock and stone, pebbles and sea weed From ancient and forgotten places they hale Scattered seashells, sand and shale Each […]Read more "From A DISTANT SHORE."
Last of the Leprechauns ! Have you ever met a Leprechaun ? I did once, he told me his name was Seán Surely you have heard of them in tales of old Of their riches and wealth and their elusive crocks of gold They can leave you with a blessing or a curse You never […]Read more "Last of the Leprechauns !"
The Loss of Innocence and Wonder. The sound of laughter ripples through the air Children playing without a worry or care The slightest whisper of a breeze, in a cloudless sky A little girl’s eyes full of wonder, catches a beautiful butterfly Then giggles in delight as she watched it flutter away While the adults […]Read more "The Loss of Innocence and Wonder."
THE HOUND OF ULSTER. When Setanta was a young boy A hurling stick was his favourite toy He practised long and hard each day Learning the skills of the warrior’s way A hero, a legend, he would come to be A life of bloody battles, pain and tragedy The royal blacksmith Culainn, was hosting a […]Read more "The Hound of Ulster."
Another Fool. I should have known from the very start That you would be the one, to break my heart You held me captive from the moment we first met Oh how could I ever forget The first time I saw you standing there Running your fingers through your long dark hair The way you […]Read more "Another Fool."
And When your Dreams Turn to Dust. If only, could have and should have – are all you can say The aspirations of yesterday become the regrets of today And when your dreams lie broken and shattered Leaving you confused and scattered The four winds whisper and sigh And you ask yourself why oh why […]Read more "And When your Dreams Turn to Dust"
The Dark of the Moon. The Silver Queen arises and wakes Her celestial journey she undertakes Once again, from the dark of the moon She dances in harmony and in tune A new moon will rise tomorrow night Gradually changing from darkness to light As she moves through the phases to first quarter Faint flickers […]Read more "The Dark of the Moon."