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Best Poems From
JOSEPH ENRIGHT
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JIM
The word was whispered in my ear
'Come home, Jim is dead '
In a lonley field near the sea
The horse bolted
Tumbling him to the unyielding earth
Jim lay helpless
Staring at an angry sky.
His dog Bran
Ran
Into the kitchen
Tugging at Nellies apron
Frantic
Yelping
Pleading.
This man who drew
His living from barren earth
Enriched with seaweed
Hauled from a windswept shore
On the back of a donkey
This man was lifted skyward
To strange places
Amidst strangers.
This man, who cut turf
And carried it home
In horses cart
Dragged tree stumps
From soil to create on more square foot of land.
This man, who worked his harvest
From first light
To moonlit darkness.
This man who never drove car nor tractor
Extolled the virtues
Of horse ploughed land.
This man who cut hay and corn
With whetted scythe
Dug watery potatoes with gleaming spade
And wintered them under beds of straw.
This man, who on Sunday night
Precariously perched his peaked cap
Gravity defying, on his shaven head
Cycled three miles to the village pub
And cycled home again.
This man whose coarse calloused.hands
Gently handled cows teats
Coaxing hot nurishing milk
Into galvanised bucket
Oft times squirting me in the face
With well aimed stream of milk.
'Heh, heh, heh', hed cackle
This man
Married
Childless
Worried.
Who would cut the corn?
Who would save the hay?
Would the spuds be allright?
We returned this man of the land
To the land
In a grave next to his parents....
Joseph Enright
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Limerick
Poor Ol Britany Spears
Cut off her hair with a shears
It wasn't being bald
Or the names she was calld
But the wind as it tickled her ears
Joseph Enright
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Limericks
The limerick packs laughs anatomical
Into spaces quiet economical
But the good ones Ive seen
So seldom are clean
And the clean ones are seldom comical
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There was a young lady called Alice
Who peed in the presbeterys chalice
The padre agreed
Twas done out of need
And not of religious malice.
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Dont worry if your lifes a joke
And your successes are but few
Remember that the mighty oak
Was once a nut like you! ! !
..........................................With thanks to George Coote............................
Joseph Enright
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Lough Caum
Nestled high in mountains deep,
Quiet, save bleating of sheep,
Pine trees stand all round,
Sentinels, they stand up proud.
Magestic mountains sweeping down,
Covered in heather, rustis brown.
Gurgling streams, cascading
Sweep,
Through mountains and valley steep,
Dancing and tumbling,
Rushing down,
Silenced when they reach Lough Caum.
Resting here since time began
Millions of years, untouched by man.
In its waters, crystal clear
Man made pollution, now I fear,
A legacy of poisoned world,
To generations.......yet unborn.
Joseph Enright
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