DeBurghs Wood

09/06/2026

IT IS HARROWING

It is harrowing Watching a crow with full throat On top of a light post Screeching Roaring into the silence Filled with frightening tones Giving out about something or other Having a slugging match With something in the distance.

It is harrowing Watching a crow with full throat On top of a light post Screeching Roaring into the silence Filled with frightening tones Giving out about something or other Having a slugging match With something in the distance.

08/06/2026

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THE POEM I fill my poems With the rhythm of the river The music of the Eternal Giver…...

THE POEM I fill my poems With the rhythm of the river The music of the Eternal Giver I can stand long and long Watching a thrush coax a blackbird Into song. QUESTION: Emily Dickinson asked of Emerson: Does this poem breathe Agent mode said: Copilot Yes — it does breathe. What gives… Continue rea...

08/06/2026

I FILL MY POEMS

I fill my poems With the rhythm of the river The music of the Eternal Giver I can stand long and long Watching a thrush coax a blackbird Into song

I fill my poems With the rhythm of the river The music of the Eternal Giver I can stand long and long Watching a thrush coax a blackbird Into song

28/05/2026

I LISTEN TO A BLACKBIRD

I listen to a blackbird Perched high on a branch Casting petals of music Into evening prayer So beautiful It stopped me in my standing The tune perfected by a million rehearsals Framing the Golden Daffodil All is clear and beautiful As a hawk takes to the sky Swifting upwards Standing in mid air Flapping its massive wings Casting its beady eye On the ground below Then it swoops Quenching its song Carrying the bird away.

  I listen to a blackbird Perched high on a branch Casting petals of music Into evening prayer So beautiful It stopped me in my standing The tune perfected by a million rehearsals Framing the Golden Daffodil All is clear and beautiful As a hawk takes to the sky Swifting upwards Standing in mid air....

28/05/2026

IT ISS EASY TO LOOSE YOUR HEAD IN POLITICS

It is easy to lose your head in politics Send the wrong messages to the brain Take offence, where none was intended Be oppressive about the strangest things Little things Things of no consequence Be angry among smiling faces Getting even becomes a pastime.

It is easy to lose your head in politics Send the wrong messages to the brain Take offence, where none was intended Be oppressive about the strangest things Little things Things of no consequence Be angry among smiling faces Getting even becomes a pastime.

26/05/2026

there is a moment

There Is A Moment There is a moment When flowers Like running streams Sparkle I smell the lilac And I become obsessed With longing And my heart fills With you. I Open Myself I open myself When you are near The armour of the outside Falls away I am with you In my element.

There Is A Moment There is a moment When flowers Like running streams Sparkle I smell the lilac And I become obsessed With longing And my heart fills With you. I Open Myself I open myself When you are near The armour of the outside Falls away I am with you… Continue reading there is a moment

26/05/2026

IT IS THE EVENING OF ANOTHER DAY

It is the evening of another day I walk along the canal Swans in a love call Two ducks taking off Leaving a multitude of whirlpools behind And I battered and bruised Bogged down by memos and deadlines In an efficiency of the now I walked to the sound of crow Half hidden in ivy branches As my foot snaps the dead twigs Leaving an echo behind I swim under the ice And hope to come up breathing.

It is the evening of another day I walk along the canal Swans in a love call Two ducks taking off Leaving a multitude of whirlpools behind And I battered and bruised Bogged down by memos and deadlines In an efficiency of the now I walked to the sound of crow Half hidden in ivy… Continue reading IT...

26/05/2026

WE ARE STILL BUILDING

WE ARE STILL BUILDING We are still building Putting a final touch To our home of brick That will never be finished Cemented by love and hope Knowing that tomorrow Will lead to better times While in the garden Our children's children play Growing into each other Blending into their futures.

WE ARE STILL BUILDING We are still building Putting a final touch To our home of brick That will never be finished Cemented by love and hope Knowing that tomorrow Will lead to better times While in the garden Our children’s children play Growing into each other Blending into their futures.

23/05/2026

Lovely day out at Naas Races: well done to everyone involved in the fund raiser for McAuley Place Naas

23/05/2026

It was amazing to attend the book launch in Craddock House Nursing Home . A huge well done to The Moat Writers for helping residents bring their most treasured memories and life stories to life. Congratulations to everyone involved, and thank you so much for the invite. I had an amazing day and later put my feet up to read the book!