Francis Duggan Poems

As people as such they may not be so great
The so called living legends that we help to create
Biographies of them have become many a best selling book
Yet the unsung heroes we tend to overlook
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The literary experts say poetry is for the educated
And as for rhyme well that is doggerel
And they ought to know for they are the literary critics
And for their book reviews they do get paid quite well.
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I can only be a migrant from Duhallow
Even as the crow fly from here far away
Back there now wildflowers blooming in the old fields
And hawthorns wear their white blossoms of the May.
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The songs of the old poet I remember from the Land of the gray hooded crow
A man who had seen many Seasons and of Nature's ways much he did know
His rhymes had far more depth in them than jingles and his words with me do remain
And his songs in my heart are singing they take me to past times again.
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In the Ireland I grew up in many lived in poverty
But Nowadays in the old Country there is great prosperity
There is peace in Northern Ireland such good news is good to hear
And the future looks bright for Ireland that is how it would appear
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A full moon silently creeping through the starlit sky
A cattle dog barks in the farmyard nearby
In answer to the hunting fox's shrill cry
The domestic one to the wild one feels compelled to reply,
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Though in their views on life and on people not many do share
Those who trust without doubt have a gift that is rare
Doubting Thomases like me you will find everywhere
There are millions if not billions in the big World out there
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In old Claraghatlea where I was born and raised
I grew to love Nature and by her beauty was amazed
The dipper with breast white as snow and mostly darkish brown
Sang in the stream a mile west of Millstreet Town
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We Do look at life one might say differently
I am not the person you think me to be
Your sense of values are so very different to mine
That you and I have little in common does suit me fine
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If you beat your dog what does this say of you
That to love and compassion you cannot be true
I pity your children and I pity your wife
With you they must have the most miserable life
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