The Furnace of Infinity. Light fades slowly as evening falls Like an unwanted guest, the darkness calls Shadows creep across the cold stone floor A sliver of light under the kitchen door As daylight retreats from the darkening room Leaving shades and shadows in the gathering gloom A trickle of light, lingers a little […]Read more "The Furnace of Infinity."
THE LAST DANCE In the frantic rush to satisfy our greed In a mad orgy, our egos to feed We have placed our wants before our needs To our own destruction, we have sown the seeds So many are the mistakes we have made Sold our souls, our trust betrayed We have tipped the […]Read more "The Last Dance."
Election Fever and the Great Gravy Train Election time is here again Councillors, M.E.P’s and Aldermen A flurry of activity, they come from miles Handshakes and promises and crocodile smiles Knocking on doors and ringing every doorbell So concerned about our health and are we well ? With their suits and ties and shiny […]Read more "Election Fever and the Great Gravy Train."
A Few Moments of Contemplation. Did you ever get that feeling that something’s just not right ? You could have won the lotto and you couldn’t give a shite Apathy and procrastination are the rulers of the day And all you want to do, is go and hide away You really couldn’t give a […]Read more "A Few Moments of Contemplation."
Notre Dame – Our Lady of Fire. Flames dance and tumble across roof and tower With such frightening force and primeval power Raging fire like a ravenous beast Devouring all before it, in a frenzied feast Burning timbers in their death throes scream Scenes from a nightmare, or our darkest dream Dancing spirals of […]Read more "Notre Dame – Our Lady of Fire."
Britannia Waives the Rules. Brexit – oh please don’t mention that word It has become such a farce, it really is absurd In the land of the bewildered, there is chaos and consternation A government without a plan, a clue or direction Britain takes the biscuit..Britannia waives the rules Party politics lead by arrogant […]Read more "Britannia Waives The Rules."
The Knutty Knitters Klub (long version) Oh the craíc is mighty, down at the Knutty Knitters Klub There’s more fun to be had, than down in the pub Down at the local hall, from eight till late Leave all your worries and cares at the gate And enjoy yourself, every Monday night You can […]Read more "The Knutty Knitters Klub."