Francis Duggan

Francis Duggan Poems

801. As We Grow Older 2/3/2008
802. As We Know Good People 10/14/2008
803. As Wise As They Come 6/22/2009
804. As Your Friends They Do Stay 7/25/2009
805. Asian Mynas 12/27/2009
806. Ask Not 7/13/2008
807. Ask One Other Than Me 4/29/2009
808. Ask Someone Other Than Me 5/12/2008
809. Aspirational People 3/25/2008
810. At A Time Of Your Life 5/28/2008
811. At Clarabeg 3/6/2008
812. At Inverloch 2/1/2008
813. At Late March In Old Kongwak 3/11/2008
814. At Least You Stand For Something Good 3/15/2008
815. At Night In Kallista 9/25/2008
816. At The End All The Same 7/18/2008
817. At The End Of The Rainbow 5/3/2008
818. At The Expense Of Others 8/6/2008
819. At The Foothills Of Mushera 5/11/2008
820. At The Funeral Of Sean Fay 4/20/2008
821. At The Grave Of The Unknown Soldier 6/16/2008
822. At The Penshurst Hotel 5/13/2008
823. At The Poetry Evening 2/5/2009
824. At The Start Of 09 1/12/2009
825. At This Stage Of My Existence 5/29/2008
826. At This Time Of Year 7/13/2008
827. At This Time Of Year In Duhallow 7/17/2008
828. At Times William Cowper 6/13/2008
829. Attica 2/19/2008
830. Aubane's Jilted Flower 2/16/2008
831. Auden's Time 3/6/2008
832. August The Thirtieth 3/19/2008
833. Aussie Brigitte Muir 1/13/2008
834. Aussie Joe 1/3/2008
835. Aussie Magpies 7/22/2008
836. Aussie Mick 1/8/2008
837. Austin Clarke 2/22/2008
838. Australia 1/15/2008
839. Australia Day 1998 1/25/2008
840. Australia Of The Dreamtime 6/16/2008
Best Poem of Francis Duggan

Racism Is Around Me Everywhere

Of human ignorance I am almost in despair
For racism is around me everywhere
But like they say sheer ignorance is bliss
Just like Judas betrayed Jesus with a kiss.

Some people carry their honour in a flag
And of their Nationality they brag
They feel superior and they differentiate
And against those who are different they discriminate.

So many people still judged by their race
For such there never ought to be a place
'A fair go' those untruthful words I do recall
There is no such a thing as a 'fair go for all'.

Though we live in a so called ...

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Return Of The Redwings

O'er hills and fields and moonlit rural town
The redwings in their thousands journey down
From cold northlands to southern places bound
Again they fly back to their wintering ground

In early November I can still recall
In colder weather towards end of the Fall
Of hearing redwings in the starry sky
The migrant thrushes give voice as they fly.

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