J.M. Walsh
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The EndA Poem by J.M. WalshTell me where it begins, Because we know how this ends, Did it start by the eyes - Or with the ears, when words Flew on silver wings? .. |
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For A.McG.-B; YouA Poem by J.M. WalshIs this the end of my heart’s toil? An unreturned reply, An unrequited love. How can I abandon this road? Though a famine road.. |
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For R. dT. L. - What I HadA Poem by J.M. WalshYesterday I watched the trees sway in the breeze,I would not be able to bend them with my hands,And I saw that unseen forces bend us worst,It is those.. |
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The Wild Birds - For R.dT.LA Poem by J.M. WalshI watch the swallows circle McEwan's Hall,And wonder who could tame these wild birds,Which come and go to their hearts' desire,And press on me covetou.. |
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No Second TroyA Poem by J.M. WalshTrue tears do taste like salt water, When broken hearts breed bitter fluids, And that is how the Aegean rose, And why we lost our heroes. |
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For A.McG.-B.A Poem by J.M. WalshI loved you, so I built these seven pillars of wisdom, and wrote your name within its pages For you, the white goddess of the seven .. |
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For P.J.W., Beside YouA Poem by J.M. WalshI know you lay there sleeping gently, Moonlight resting on your weary head, As life gives you her last sweet kisses, Which you’.. |
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An Elegy for L.C.A Poem by J.M. WalshThere is no other road for you to take, It has ended with nothing left to follow. You shall not grow old nor see again, Or feel anot.. |
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ComerfordA Book by J.M. WalshFor Stephen Comerford it becomes difficult not to lose his personal life in the political and social changes in the world. Even harder is crossing the.. |
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Part I - Chapter IA Chapter by J.M. WalshThe spring of 1912 marked the end of Stephen Comerford’s third year in the Royal College of Surgeons. Aged twenty-one he held himself .. |
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