Francis Duggan

Every time I think about you I do feel a little sad

May 10, 2020May 10, 2020

You’ve pledged yourself to another and we live miles and miles apart
But Fedelinas dear Fedelinas you’re still living in my heart
Can’t forget when first I met you ’twas on a hot December morn
I was hitch hiking to Melbourne and from walking I felt worn
Cars and lorries raced on past me drivers looked the other way
But Fedelinas you stopped for me and meeting you my lucky day.
Never met a woman like you, you are beautiful and kind
And I never will forget you I can’t get you off my mind
You’ve read all of the famous writers from Will Shakespeare to James Joyce
And if one asked me who is the World’s brightest lady Fedelinas you would be my choice.
Fedelinas dear Fedelinas dearest heart I’ve ever met
The most painful thing about you is you are not easy to forget
And I love you Fedelinas and I ever always will
Till my lungs cease to take in air and the heart in me go still.

Francis Duggan

Through paddocks and places where scrub and brush grow

Byammarkhan May 10, 2020May 10, 2020

Long before the old river was given it’s nameIt has flowed night and day long before the first humans came.To this Southern Land thousands of years agoFrom Asia ’tis said by those who we know what they of do knowThe Tarwin was flowing on it’s way to the seaPerhaps since the birth of the first…

Francis Duggan

Even in the Townland he was born and raised in he might now feel a stranger there

Byammarkhan May 10, 2020May 10, 2020

Home is where you feel contented wise people are known to sayAnd with such thinking i do not beg to differ as i too do see it that way.But the one with lust for wander in one place does never stayAnd he yearns for a change of scenery and the green hills far awayHe quickly…

Francis Duggan

In centuries from now in Spring and Summer song birds will pipe and whistle on the trees

Byammarkhan May 10, 2020May 10, 2020

Take me to the park playground on sunday morning where I can play with my young friends for an hour or twoI love this spot above all other places when there’s such fun things I can get to do.In centuries from now the upland streamlet will flow to the river that flows to the seaAnd…

Francis Duggan

She originally hails from the Cork Kerry border that’s all of her I can claim to know

Byammarkhan May 10, 2020May 10, 2020

On it’s journey to the Blackwater through ancient fields as old as timeThrough places that in long gone decades inspired the old bards for to rhyme.On surfing the net for information on the great Knocknagree poet Ned Buckley she came upon my Web Poetry Corner siteShe did like the site and the contents in much…

Francis Duggan

The parks and paddocks lush and green wildflowers bloom by the roadway

Byammarkhan May 10, 2020May 10, 2020

A forecast low of nineteen and a high of twenty threeAnd pink flowers in large clusters on the rhododendron tree,Were I a poet I’d write a sonnet for today that would live on in timeBut good poets are few or so ‘twould seem in blank verse or in rhymeFor to be able to pen a…

Francis Duggan

As dead as the dodo some say about rhyme

Byammarkhan May 10, 2020May 10, 2020

The great rhyme poets and poetesses in their long rest now layThey did have their innings one of them can say.In art, music and literature the changes do happen fastAnd only Nature forever is the one who does lastPeople come and go and the past it has goneAnd only Nature herself seems to keep keeping…

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