Matt Mooney

Rookie - 120 Points (1943 / South Galway, Ireland.)

Across The Irish Sea - Poem by Matt Mooney

When the light was white from Tilley lamps
And the boat to Holyhead was overladen,
The postman was a sight for pure delight
As casually from his bag he took the letter-
A scrawl whose hand you instantly recall;
The Queen herself stamped in the corner
Above the exile’s home address, silently
Overseeing the sadness of the sons of Erin.


Comments about Across The Irish Sea by Matt Mooney

  • Gold Star - 10,962 Points Soulful Heart (4/3/2012 6:01:00 AM)

    nostalgic, something revived the days l of past..........glory that brings the curse sometimes :) (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,818 Points Rachel Ann Butler (10/26/2011 6:36:00 PM)

    'The Queen herself stamped in the corner'


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  • Freshman - 607 Points Rekha Mandagere (9/13/2011 8:32:00 AM)

    Beautiful picture of Irish Sea. I just remembered one act play 'Riders to the Sea' written by Synge based on the Irish theme when I was a student of Literature. This poem made me to remember my university days. The poem is pleasant as always. marks 10+ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 31, 2011



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