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Ambush At Dooney Rock
Anti Treaty IRA forces captured “The Ballinalee” armoured car, and it saw action against the Free State Army in future engagements before being burned out when recapture was beyond prevention. It was renamed “The Wild Rose of Lough Gill”
When we come at the end of time,
To Peter sitting in state,
He will smile on the three old spirits,
– “The Fiddler of Dooney” (W.B. Yeats)
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Sunday 6th November 2016 4:42 am
BLOG --- Its been a while... since my last confession!
Bless me Father, for I have sinned...
Its been a hell of a long time since my last confession here!
As always with blog posts, it bes a while between them. I call them my "confessions" as it normally sums up what I have been doing in the while before them.
So, for the past year, we have had a number of poetry readings in Tullamore and thereabouts with theTullamore Rhymers Club that I am...
Tuesday 22nd July 2014 1:17 pm
I Blame It All On TESCO
When dinosaurs walked tall on earth,
And Tesco was yet to be…
Women who wanted meat and shit
Relied on chaps like me…
We gathered up our clubs and spears,
And risked our very lives,
To bring back meat and furry skins
So as to get some loving from our wives…
But then, some bollix invented Tesco,
And the Dino’s all died out,
And things g...
Tuesday 12th November 2013 2:23 pm
A Citizen Peasant Answers a Question of a Man of Graces
If ever you want to wind up an Irishman like me, dress up in full riding gear and refer to yourself and you chums as "gentry". The following poem, while not Shakespeare, retells a story from Tyrellspass in Westmeath beside me where one poor tourist made the mistake...
Can you tell me, sir, a man passing did say
To a citizen of Ireland at his gate one day
When the ...
Wednesday 10th November 2010 1:44 pm
"Just a Boy" - Toyosi Shittabey Memorial Poem
This is the kind of poem a poet wishes that they did not have to write... this is the kind of poem that gives a poet the reason to write, its why God gave us the ability to write.
A Nigerian immigrant was murdered on the streets of Dublin, Ireland on Good Friday last. This poem is my reaction to the tragedy...
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Tuesday 6th April 2010 5:00 pm
Did a Spirit Knock On Rossbawns Walls
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Did a Spirit Knock
On Rossbawn's Walls?
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The story is told that an agent was slain
By a tenant called Delaney who on the run did die
In caves upon Sliabh Blooms wild hills
Many many years gone by.
To his house, outside a window he eat till he was full
And should the Yeomanry or Constab...
Monday 6th July 2009 11:21 pm
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