Wednesday, 1 October 2014

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Tuesday, 9 September 2014

attended the funeral service of Desmond o Grady Saturday sad loss to poetry and those of us who try .


Desmond o Grady

1935 2014 RIP

 

You shone a light on poetry in a city that had none,

As you set out across the globe to share your word,

From a boarding school in limerick learning was fun,

Across the world your poetry was heard,

 

Always with a wry smile knowing all who listened,

Would Basque in all you had to say,

Never forgetting your home where poetry you christened,

And a place where your heart would always stay,

 

Having done with traveling and teaching, to a poet’s life,

Retiring to a cottage near all you held dear,

Writing of past lives of love happiness and strife,

Places lived where skies were so clear,

 

Gathering years, age followed as youth faded,

Collections of poetry sitting on libraries, shelved,

Your poetry shouts read me unaided,

Thought provoking from your mind where you delved,

 

Your last journey finally taken this day,

No suitcase packed just pen in hand,

Desmond o Grady never afraid to have his say,

No finer poet or teacher will hereafter stand.

 

 

Christy o Donnell

Just my way of saying RIP

Thursday, 10 July 2014

oh what a shambles we are in Ireland


Dear Mr Brooks,

 

You don’t know me; I live in Erin’s green isle,

I am a country and western fan all my life,

I was going to travel many a fair mile,

So you could sing to me and the wife,

Aiken promotions were flogging tickets,

And rubbing their hands with the profit they’d make,

Then the residents placed all their pickets,

And the GAA foundations began to shake,

Dublin city council saw only dollar signs in the air,

And the wife was all excited to be going to your gig,

And you say it’s all or nothing “to be fair”,

My opinion is you are not too big,

And I am planning to find you somehow somewhere,

You see I got friends in low places,

Who drink whiskey straight given half a chance?

They could not care less about your social graces,

Both the wife and I are in pain we’re missing the dance,

There is a fine line between love and hate,

So I’ve taken a total dislike to your music and tunes,

The wife and I don’t speak I hope you think it’s great,

My sex life is firmly in tatters and ruins,

So, Mr Brooks you might have missed the pain,

But half of Ireland is now missing their dance,

And all my friends in low places have nothing to gain,

But believe me they won’t miss their chance,

Between you, Mr Aiken, Dublin city council and the GAA,

Along with the Irish government at large,

All your fans are in shock we have very little to say,

I’d appreciate a ticket to a different place free of charge,

I’ll hold off on my friends in low places,

Who don’t dance but like to inflict some pain,

And if you reconsider it might stop the wife from pulling faces,

Between you and me I think we both could gain.

Sincerely yours the husband of a garth brooks fan,

Not I might add living anywhere near the capital city,

Anywhere else in the world they’d say bring it on we’ll do all we can,

Alas the world simply evolves solely around Dublin more’s the pity.

Saturday, 5 July 2014

read this for a friend billy earls on behalf of an American friend of his john Mitchell 2nd
http://youtu.be/i5oSLcI6Mbc
hope ye like it ?

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