Poetry from the land of rouges and robbers.

Poems either written in Ireland or about my life in Ireland.

Elegy

Poem I wrote after the death of my mother and read at her cremation - the priest wouldn't allow me to read it at her funeral. It is only as I transcribe it that I understand why he wouldn't.

Dick's Deli

On a recent trip to the town of my boyhood I witnessed the boarded up shops on the main street as the recession bites.