Francis Duggan Poems

I had no power to keep you I'll only have you know
That water must flow downhill uphill it cannot flow
You have made your decision and I won't fight to keep you
Since him you do love better and love rings ever true.
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The dying bird with an injured wing unable for to fly
Will crawl into a hedgerow and hide away to die
Away even from his own kind to have a peaceful end
It's tiny body under cover to decay in sun and rain and wind.
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Good memories remain with me and good memories never die
Of Summer days on uncle Dan's and aunty Mary's farm in green old Lisnaboy
Above the rushy meadow the lark carolled in the sky
And the new mown hay it scented sweetly in the sunshine of July.
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Saltwater from her door a short walk away
The woman who lives down at Coronet Bay
A poet and singer songwriter and a lover of life
She once had a partner though she was not his wife.
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Of your God and your religion I did not ask to hear
That's something to you I've already made clear
The God that I worship is a beautiful she
The great Goddess of Nature will surely do me.
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The eggs and bacon on the frying pan are frying with a sizzle
And she looks out her window on the morn as the rain comes down in drizzle
A spinster in her late sixties alone though she doesn't feel lonely
There are many like her living on their own she is not the one and only.
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Out there in the moonlit paddock beneath a starry sky
I hear the red fox barking a wild and distinctive cry
Perhaps the creature is hungry or out searching for a mate
The Nature of survival is the lust to pro-create.
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The Winter mostly cold and dry
And little rainfall in July
And not much water in the creek and drain
By the old Town of Castlemaine.
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He used to train greyhounds for a living though that was a long time ago
The dogs he trained were grade race dogs only for the top races they were too slow
He never trained a big race winner top class dogs to say the least few
And the trainer only as good as his dog is so happens to be very true.
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'Tis something I learned early in my life when I was in Primary School
That those who are cruel to animals to humans can be cruel
For cruelty does not have borders as a weapon of power
And the one who is brave with a gun without it easily cower.
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