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Forest Rides

                            Forest Rides         Spurred by anxieties my frantic thoughts    Gallop unchecked full tilt through forest rides. Borne boldly down vague-shadowed avenues    Of indeterminance my questing mind       Quick-scans for some intransience amongst    Dense-tangled unimportances that blur With Nature’s scarce-observed felicities    As in my headlong haste they hurtle past       […]

Childhood Revisited

                       Childhood Revisited        Of life’s best pleasures I can think of none Comparable to that which came to me When sharing the developmental growth To adulthood of my own children’s lives.        It was not possible in my career Always to […]

The Quest

                         The Quest        In vain I sailed on various seas, Fruitlessly trudged misleading tracks Through steaming forests and across      Soul-scouring deserts’ arid screes.        Poor heir of Cook, Livingstone, bold Burton, I long traversed the world In […]

Inquisitor

                               Inquisitor        That starry Question-mark displayed upon the dark Probes deeply my self-doubts with chill persistency. How did we come to be?. What is the point of life?. Is there a caring God?. Or Hell?. OrParadise?.     […]

Future Hope

                    Future Hope   Ancestral country of my dearest kin                     I come, Unprejudiced, with liberal intent;           Peace I bear in my hands. My heart aches at your misery and shock.                     My eyes           Weep for your desolate despair.                I sense your moidered hurt.   My death upon your bloodied land […]

Ireland (1970s)

                              Ireland.                              (1970s)   Through fresh green fields and orchards ran           The road he had to tread; Through straggled towns and villages            His path of duty led. Till in some place he did not know – Although it seemed he knew – He saw the One he thought he’d meet           […]

Beyond Belief?

                            Beyond Belief?   Marking the South-West corner of Coolmela’s plot,    Within the purlieu of the forest, stands a tree      So broad and tall its age must be immense. To me,    It whispers gently every time I pass; though what […]

His Monument

                               His Monument   Si monumentum suum requiris, poesis sua  lege.        His monument his poetry; His words memorial enough To illustrate his life’s ideals And point the patterns of his mind.       His passage through the fabric of […]

Amélie

                                 Amélie                             (At 10 Weeks)             How beautiful your tiny features are,      Fine-boned and delicate as porcelain;      As soft as silken threads your […]

Separation

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