WJ Cooper series

No17 Cork Sonnet

From Shehy’s fair hills emergeth a queen

How shapely and pure my own lovely Lee

Old Shandon and Mardyke gloat in the scene

With magic and poise she runs to the sea

To watch the white gannets diving off Schull

Cork my fair maiden of rebel and soul

At Queenstown a tear where last saw the hull

Storms at Kinsale as waves crash and roll

Blackwater waltzing with grace at Fermoy

Grand Mitchelstown’s fields of green and of lush

At old Béal na Bláth where fell our brave boy

After the tempest there came a great hush

Oh God’s own Coolea the home of our bard

One king with his ash no Spartan could guard.

Tom Clancy.

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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