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#saintpatricksday #irish #irishpoem #saintpatrick #patronsaint #ireland “Corned beef and cabbage and leprechaun men. Colorful rainbows hide gold at their end. Shamrocks and clovers with three leaves plus one. Dress up in green—add a top hat for fun. Steal a quick kiss from the lasses in red. A tin whistle tune off the top of my head. Friends, raise a goblet and offer this toast— 'The luck of the Irish and health to our host!'” Richelle E. Goodrich , Making Wishes. (at San Francisco, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9dTYQgBTg7/?igshid=hzej34t6n9hg

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A performance of a poem I wrote entitled "Clear Blue Sky". #clearbluesky #poetry #poet #poem #poems #poemaday #poesia #poesia #filíochta #poetrycommunity #words #word #literature #awake #poetsofinstagram #poetsociety #irishpoet #irishpoem #irishpoetry #morrin #morrinartist (at Berlin, Germany)

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The train, it goes along no more, 

no more, no more, no thunderous roar.

The tracks they lay, no use no more,

No more, no more, no thrunderous roar.

It adds to myth and tale and lore, 

No more, no more, no thunderous roar.

The eerie silence, the mist explores,

No more, no more, no thunderous roar.

I walk alone, my feet unsure,

No more, no more, no thunderous roar.

They slip and slide, on wood so worn.

I’m glad to hear no thunderous roar.

CLD. 

Copyright Ciara Dee Photography. 

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We disagree to disagree, we divide, we differ; Yet each night as I lie in bed beside you And you are faraway curled up in sleep I array the moonlit ceiling with a mosaic of question-marks; How was it I was so lucky to have ever met you? I am no brave pagan proud of my mortality Yet gladly on this changeling earth I should live for ever If it were with you, my sleeping friend. I have my troubles, and I shall always have them But I should rather live with you for ever Than exchange my troubles for a changeless kingdom. But I do not put you on a pedestal or throne; You must have your faults but I do not see them. If it were with you. I should live for ever.

Paul Durcan, "The Difficulty That is Marriage"

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Cantaireacht na Murúch

Chualathas cantaireacht chiúin na murúch

mar gholtraí os cionn chrón��n na dtonn,

sular nocht siad ar an tsnámh

fá bhruach an chladaigh is fá bhéal na trá.

Chonacthas iad ag folcadh sa tsáile

is ag cíoradh a gcuacha cuanna,

ag lupadán lapadán sa lán mhara,

is ag meidhir i measc muranáin maranáin.

Bhí cuid acu a scoith a gcuid lanntracha,

is a d’éalaigh as an duibheagán,

is a mhair tráth os cionn uisce,

amhail leannán agus máithreacha.

Chualathas cantaireacht chaoinbhinn na murúch

á maolú ag fraoch na farraige,

a nglórtha ag meathlú le gach marbhshruth  

is an taoide á dtointeáil idir muir is tír.

By Máire Dinny Wren

Category: 18+

Responding to: ‘Ceol’ le Gearóid MacLochlainn

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Thomas Moore’s Minstrel Boy

"The minstrel boy will return one day, Torn perhaps in body, not in spirit. Then may he play on his harp in peace,In a world such as heaven intended, For all the bitterness of man must cease, And ev'ry battle must be ended." https://americanliterature.com/author/thomas-moore/poem/the-minstrel-boy

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D’imigh na daoine Amach chun na míntíre; Tá’n Blascaod Mór ciúin anois, Leis féin os cionn na taoide. Is cuimhin leis na páistí beaga Ag súgradh ar an trá, Is naomhóga ag iascaireacht Amuigh go domhain sa bhá. Daoine ag insint scéalta Cois tine, mall san oíche, Ceol a sheinnt ar veidhlín - Ní chloisfear arís é choíche. Ach b’fhéidir go bhfuil taibhsí Ag insint scéal nó dhó Cois tine ar an mBlascaod, Faoin saol ‘bhí ann fadó.

Máire Áine NicGearailt

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A video performance of a poem I wrote back in April of this year entitled "To Be Human". #poetry #poet #poem #poems #poemaday #poesia #poesia #filíochta #poetrycommunity #words #word #literature #awake #poetsofinstagram #poetsociety #irishpoet #irishpoem #irishpoetry #morrin #morrinartist (at Berlin, Germany)