Posts by Tony Gorman


A Christmas To Remember

A Christmas To Remember – A festive poem by our resident poet, Tony Gorman  Read More »

Big Jack. By/Tony Gorman

  Big Jack. By/Tony Gorman The Lord will gladly welcome you To train his angelic team He sent a messenger to bring you up On a radiant transit beam For he watched you in your early days And admired you on the pitch And then you turned to management Which you handled without a hitch You’re a legend... 

A Christmas Wish To All

Tony Gorman, our non resident – resident poet, as written this beautiful poem to get everybody in the Christmas Mood, with an important message to think of those without this year.  Thanks Tony!  Read More »

The Liberties Mourn the Death of Legend Brendan Grace

The Liberties Mourn the Death of Legend Brendan Grace There were sad scenes mixed with pride this week as comedian Brendan Grace (68) was laid to rest after losing his battle with lung cancer. Thousands of people attended the July 15th funeral in St. Nicholas of Myra church, and also lined the streets... 

Another World

Another World. By/Tony Gorman – Another wonderful poem from our resident poet Tony Gorman How beautiful our earth is Away from all its grit Away from all its mayhem That some people bring to it Away from all the killing Away from evil men Away from all the wars they start That never touches them If... 

Katie Taylor/ Truly a Champion of 3 World Title’s

Katie Taylor/ Truly a Champion of 3 World Title’s Step up to the podium our Irish heroine You’ve fought so bravely in your fights time and time again You pass the pain barrier to reach the end result And not to recognise that feat is definitely an insult For the people hold you in their hearts for... 

A Time for Change Tony Gorman

A Time for Change. by/Tony Gorman Our resident poet Tony Gorman delivers this appeal to stop the waste and to consider our environment before it is far too late Our planets in an awful state because of humans ways In time our lives be poisoned by an environmental killing craze Of fly tipping and dumping leaving... 

Season to Season

A beautiful poem by our resident Poet Tony Gorman about the changing of the seasons, goodbye for now summer.  My Poem for National Poetry Day Season to Season. By/ Tony Gorman All withered and dying are the flowers and the weeds A time when they all are spreading their seeds When crops have been cropped... 

Nature’s Brushstrokes

Nature’s Brushstrokes Our countryside’s a melodramatic bloom Pure poetry within Mother Nature room Of colours from a painters brushes spray Purely an extravagant harlequin type display Of Daffodils on margins that flutter in the breeze And Poppies and Red-Oxide growing gaily at their ease With Bee... 

Bee advised. By/Tony Gorman 29th June 2018

I’m a lover of all kinds in the nature world and hove noticed that there is a distinct lack of bees this year which prompted me to write my poem as something needs to be done to help bees and other insects from disappearing off the planet. Bee advised. By/Tony Gorman 29th June 2018 We poison vegetation... 

Stay Strong

  Unless you’re strong this world is wrong for coping day by day The pressures causes mental health in a world of gloomy grey For the mind takes in the worry’s that effects our inner roots And it frays our nerves and rocks you from your head down to your boots It can leave you disorientated... 

Dean Street Viking Village Find

In what is now being called “The Coombe Excavation”, archaeologists in Dublin have found small Medieval settlement in Dean’s Street,  Dublin 8. The site, which is owned by the Hodson-Bay Hotel group (which plans to open a hotel there in 2019), contains a variety of domestic and industrial artifacts... 

The Old Chestnut Tree

The Old Chestnut Tree Under the spreading chestnut tree I pondered for a while And touch the trunk in wonderment of its roots within the soil For to bear a weight such as this the grip is deep below And the water that it feeds on that makes it thrive and grow And in its foliage small birds nest when... 

The Old Chestnut

Under the spreading chestnut tree I pondered for a while And touch the trunk in wonderment of its roots within the soil For to bear a weight such as this the grip is deep below And the water that it feeds on that makes it thrive and grow And in its foliage small birds nest when springtime comes its... 

A New Door to Open

I’m sure a lot of people can relate to leaving the home they were brought up in with all the memories it held over the years. I lived in 517 Carnlough Road, Cabra West and I remember years after my parents had passed on and the house was sold I took a trip to Cabra and walked by the house and in my... 

1st Day of Spring

  When daffodils come out on show Along margins everywhere And make us feel so joyful That spring is in the air And crocuses surround the trees Like rainbows on the ground They bring a joy within our hearts That spring is now around And on the farms the little lambs Are playing gleefully Jumping... 

A Course in Bereavement

When sickness takes the one’s you love and you are in despair And grief becomes a part of you and tears are all you share Bring memories back into your mind of happier days gone by And share these memories with those who lend their shoulder when you cry For loved ones who have passed over are never... 

An Artists Gift

An Artists Gift In nature’s way of creating art At dawn it makes an early start It merges dark clouds with the bright And streaks the sky with pinks and white And in the meadows a softened mist Leaves dew drops on the plants it kissed And when the sun it starts to show It’s like an orb with its... 

Welcome to the fall

Hallow be to all we see As autumn comes our way When evenings they grow shorter To cloak the light of day When ripened fruit will bow the branch And winds will make them fall And fields of gold are sowed again Where once it grew so tall And migrant birds have left our shores Before our winters chill And... 

Children of War 18th August 2016

Children of War 18th August 2016 It was so sad to see that little child being pulled from the rubble in Aleppo. The poor little lad was so lost with his blood stained face and a stare that seemed to ask “What did I do” It was heart-breaking seeing him sitting in the ambulance with nobody to cuddle... 
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