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Best Poems From
JOSEPH ENRIGHT
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The Island
Craggy rocks,
Windsweot fields,
An island bereft of trees,
Crashing waves, blowing sand,
A beautiful, barren land.
Gulls soaring, catching wind,
Floating lazily on outstretched wings
Winter chill from the east
Water drifting from the beach.
Seaweed lying on the ground,
Shells scattered all around,
In the distance a heron stands,
Master of his watery land.
Oer the bay comes the sound,
Trawlers going to fishing grounds,
Choppy waters, white topped waves,
Fishermen at sea for days.
On this island beach I stand,
Surveying this beautiful land,
Thinking of people gone before
Time for home, I depart for home..,
Joseph Enright
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The Little Black Donkey
The little black donkey
Peered over the gate
In a lonley sort of way
He thought to himself
As people passed by
Nobody seems to mind
About a little bvlack donkey
Who has had his day
Now gettig old and half blind.
The little black donkey
Has a shaggy coat
When once he was young and trim
As he pulled a cart
Along country lanes
With a man who was good to him.
But the old man died
And it makes him sad
When he thinks of the days of yore
Of the gentle touch of his master's hand
That now he will feel no more.
Sometimes a little boy will stop
To say 'Good morning Ned'
And he stands on the gate
To gently pat his head.
Then the little black donkey gives a sigh
And he doesn'.t mind so much
As all he wants
Is a kindly word
And the feel of a friendly touch.
Joseph Enright
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Winter
When frost lays its icy hand
Upon the greeness of the land
Pools transformed over night
Countryside, a crystal white
When winter chill doth blow his breath
Holding the world in icy grip
Silent stillness all around
Snow falling softly on the ground.
Laughing children in the snow
Youthful faces all aglow
World transformed, magic sight,
In their beds, sleep well tonight
Joseph Enright
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Yet another Limerick
I once gnew a gnu in a zoo
Who was tired of the same ol view
To see some new sights
He stole out in the night
Where he went gnobody gnew
Joseph Enright
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