Damian Cranney

Veteran Poet - 1,563 Points (27/09/1949 / Liverpool)

Damian Cranney Poems

81. Peace On Earth 4/1/2018
82. We Hope You Stay But If You Go 9/13/2014
83. The Tramp 3/13/2014
84. An Excercise In Alliteration 3/17/2014
85. Cry Wolf 12/10/2012
86. Be True To You 12/10/2012
87. Stress Free 10/29/2013
88. Family 12/10/2012
89. Belfast Hero 12/10/2012
90. Becky 12/10/2012
91. True Friendship 6/17/2014
92. A Pebbled Beach 3/24/2016
93. A Place Without Views 7/29/2016
94. Date With A Vampire 5/14/2014
95. The Unlit Road 6/10/2013
96. Gilly 3/20/2014
97. Cool Rider 6/25/2013
98. The Strength Within 1/21/2018
99. Cast Off Your Shrouds 9/14/2015
100. A Chance Encouter 8/2/2016
101. Let The Earth Breath 5/5/2014
102. Our Brothers Keeper 8/30/2013
103. Finding God 6/27/2013
104. Go Fishing 8/30/2013

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  • Summer (2/18/2018 10:07:00 AM)

    I love all the poems

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Best Poem of Damian Cranney

Go Fishing

There is no peace to equal that, of fishing by a Lake,
Or a stream, or river broad, or pond within a wood,
If worries you would cast away, take a fishing break,
Nature, is the balm that Soothes, the restless soul for good.

I remember, one idyllic, sunny day in spring,
Rising early, well before, dawns tentative groping light,
Arriving at the lake to hear, a far off robin, sing,
A ripple from a rising fish, all added to the sight,

To angle for your supper, is reward enough, it's true,
But that day, was a record day, eleven trout all told,
It fed ...

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Bleak Fields

Bleak Fields

In a cold bleak field, a soldier lay dying.
There were others around him, Who also were crying,
The medics had already tried to gain ground,
But the incessant chatter of maxims and mausers,
That chewed up the grass and the mud all around,
kept the bravest of brave, from risking his trouscrs,
And the dying from living, or their mothers from Sighing.

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