The Priest. We never really knew the man, we barely knew the priest They said he came from Wexford or somewhere in the east He never spoke of his family or of his childhood days His past he kept to himself, securely locked away He was patient, compassionate and always very kind A […]Read more "The Priest."
The Long Shadow of the Past. The long shadows of the past reach out Filling our hearts with fear and doubt Holding the present hostage and to ransom Like a child in the dark, terrified and lonesome The bonfires rage, burning effigies of the pope A call to arms, the antipathy of hope […]Read more "The Long Shadow of the Past."
It Could Be You…. Remember the next time you laugh or take the piss Stop and think and remember this That stumbling old man may be seriously ill Resting in that doorway or on that windowsill Those shaking limbs or trembling hand Slurred speech, so hard to understand Before you comment on how […]Read more "It Could Be You.."
Boris to Save the British Empire. With extreme enthusiasm and head in the clouds Making speeches, addressing the crowds All aboard Boris’s big red bus We’re British, no Johnny Foreigner is going to stop us Those damn EU bureaucrats, telling us what to do We’re off to Brussels to kick an arse or two […]Read more "Boris to Save the British Empire."
Parkinson’s Disease – the day that changed my life I was diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease on the 15th of August 2007 It is hard to believe that it was 12 years ago. Looking back now I know I had some of the symptoms much earlier in my life. Some days it seems so long […]Read more "A Parkinson’s Story."
A Pagan’s Prayer A new day dawns, a sacred celebration The Sun God appears on the horizon Rekindling the flame in blood red skies As the darkness of night retreats and dies Dawn’s first light caresses Earth and Sea The cloak of darkness and shadows flee They will return to reign and rule […]Read more "A Pagan’s Prayer."
The Brooding Silence He sits there in silence and all alone His hand reaches for the telephone He hesitates like so many times before Then rises slowly and walks out the door He knows he needs to make that call But part of him does not want to, at all He’s not […]Read more "The Brooding Silence."