Bodhran Poems - Poems about Bodhran

...Where would we be without Guinness? Where would we be without song? Where would we be without craic? Where would we be without the bodhran? Where would we be without our colleens? Sitting misera......

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...Being part Irish I have to admit that yes indeed, I celebrate it. If truly the Irish are lucky you see, I’ll have my green beer and sandwich of brie. I’ll dress in me greens with a b......

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...stutter along with the bouncing ball Struther Martin's line loops in time "What we have here is a failure to communicate" keep the pace for everyman has his own bodhran......

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...The Warden is angry again. He hangs his gun belt outside the door, and steps inside my dour cage- Fist full of razor blades. I can hear the heavy drops of mercurial cerise blooming as it h......

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...BACK TO ERIN I want to go back to Erin. I want to see that green isle again. I want to drink a pint of the Guiness and a shot of the Jamesons. On that green isle again. I want to pick......

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...SUMMER SOLSTICE Queen Meabh stood beside the cairn, her velvet cape fluttered in the night air, She called onto the Goddess Aine to return the moon safe to its hidden lair. Braziers crackled as......

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...A line of stones; the threat of so much space, a fallen horizon. Salt grass coarse with rain, nights heavy with tides and the battered story of the sea,the broken gong of the moon, strang......

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...The very moment when our worlds met Our longing for simpler days found rest. We were two lost travelers knowing the way home Without saying a word. The thrum of the bodhran, Before, almost silent and......

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