Poem

WJ Cooper series
No 13 Limerick Sonnet

Oh Luimneach a stór my one reverie
Where flows the broad Shannon joyously by
As gulls on the wing bring tales from the sea
And dreams of Adare tie sheaves of surprise
The smell of fresh grass in old Abbeyfeale
While linnets perform with orchestras fair
Kilmallock exudes a wisdom so real
Ardagh owns a treasure, none can compare
Please carry me home to her fertile vales
As heroes of Thomond line the parade
And ghosts from John’s Castle pass the moon pale
A paradise pure from Eden was made
To stand of a day by yon Treaty Stone
Whilst sailors with tack to heaven are blown.

Tom Clancy.
(Sure it had to be Limerick, Happy birthday big lad)

About Tom Clancy, Poet, Folk Singer,

Tom Clancy, Poet. He is a renowned Irish folk musician, an aficionado of the tin whistle and the unique sounding, "Low Whistle". Well known as a Trad Folk Singer and International Rugby player, his poetry now speaks for itself, from the Hearth and the Heart. Facebook features more and more Poetry extracts as he nears the launch of his first book of poems. Tom is available as an after dinner speaker and entertainer, delivering the music and stories that form the soundtrack of his life.
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