Poetry by Alan Maguire
This month on our culture blog we have some new Irish poetry from Cork writer Alan Maguire
WINTER MADNESS
by Alan Maguire
The cattle wander the land,
wanting to graze even though it lay barren,
father blamed the drought,
but the neighbouring farms cattle were fat,
father even begged the neighbours but returned with a deep sorrow in his eyes,
forced to take drastic measures father culled every single head of the herd,
he had no choice,
then the seasons changed,
bringing storms of wind and snow,
but only I survived the winter madness.
ME AND TALLY
by Alan Maguire
Prancing idly,
Through the valley,
Hand in hand,
Me and Tally.
Two become faster,
Launching into the sky,
Skimming the clouds,
As we glide by
Touching only
Where birds explore,
Clasping paws,
With the girl I adore.
Soaring higher,
To an unreached place,
Me not liking,
The look on Tally’s face,
She is a bit nervous,
But wishes to proceed,
Higher and higher,
Increasing the speed,
Now we have a moon’s view,
Of a blue paradise
If the moon is made of cheese,
Does that mean it has mice?
‘That’s a silly remark’,
Tally uttered,
We then started falling,
So we fluttered and fluttered
A pair of moths,
Who reached the glowing?
A blue paradise, growing and growing,
Hitting rock bottom,
With an earth bound splash,
Me and Tally,
Are really quite brash.
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