absolute dejection |
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Alas! I have nor hope nor health,
Nor peace within nor calm around;
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Nor that content, surpassing wealth,
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Posted by on Sun, 16 Dec 2007 13:46:00 GMT |
Ireland Today |
from September 1913 by W.B. Yeats. When I think of Ireland today this poem always comes to mind.
What need you, being come to sense,But fumble in a greasy tillAnd add the halfpence to the...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 12:15:00 GMT |
Letting it go |
Have you ever had something in your life that you cant let go of? Something that anchors you in the past, inflicting unnecessary pain, remorse, hurt and depression upon your already troubled soul. Ins...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Sep 2007 13:59:00 GMT |
What? |
What you are
What we are
What we could be
Something
Nothing
Everything
Posted by on Sun, 02 Sep 2007 12:22:00 GMT |
connemara pony |
As I travelled the windy country road to a small village West of Spiddal, I observed a connemara pony, as deep a grey as the saddest sky.
Alone in the field, he bucked and kicked, sprinted, swished hi...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Aug 2007 07:58:00 GMT |
Aer Lingus, A National Disgrace |
When news broke this morning of Aer Lingus' decision to remove all fights from Shannon to Heathrow and give them to Belfast I was left in a state of shock. Our national air line is going to use a city...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 11:27:00 GMT |
More then a passing glance |
When I close my eyes I can see you.
Your eyes dance and beam ,reflecting the purity of your soul,
Your smile, enchanting and honest.
You radiate beauty.
You are beauty.
Posted by on Sat, 04 Aug 2007 10:44:00 GMT |
This is me |
Well I suppose I should try and display a little bit about who I am and where I'm coming from and what I'm doing on myspace.
Let me start off by saying that I am single and have been for the past 6 mo...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 05:04:00 GMT |
