Francis Duggan


Francis Duggan Poems

401. A Memory From Nineteen Fifty Seven 1/19/2008
402. A Memory From Puck Fair 6/19/2008
403. A Memory From The Past 7/17/2008
404. A Memory From The Past That Today I Recall 6/27/2016
405. A Memory I Remember 6/7/2008
406. A Memory Of Destroyed Beauty 12/31/2007
407. A Memory Of First Love 1/5/2008
408. A Memory Of Lisnaboy 1/8/2017
409. A Memory Of Mcloughlins Beach 7/20/2008
410. A Memory Of St Davids 1/6/2008
411. A Memory Of The Old Glasheen Rill 7/23/2008
412. A Memory Of The Wood By Mushera Mountain 3/20/2008
413. A Memory To Cherish 4/29/2008
414. A Memory To Cherish And For To Retain 8/1/2008
415. A Memory To Remember 2/1/2008
416. A Mere Fact Of Life 7/16/2016
417. A Mere Infidel 6/1/2008
418. A Mere Mortal 6/19/2008
419. A Mere Shadow Of The Man 6/15/2016
420. A Message Here For All You Poets 4/7/2008
421. A Migrant From Cork City 12/8/2008
422. A Migrant From Duhallow 7/19/2008
423. A Migrant From Elsewhere 11/30/2008
424. A Migrant From Macroom 4/28/2008
425. A Migrant From Sliabh Luachra 1/29/2010
426. A Migrant Here 7/25/2008
427. A Migrant Here And A Stranger There 3/12/2008
428. A Migrant In His Seventies 6/6/2008
429. A Migrant In This Land 5/21/2017
430. A Migrant In This Land I'Ll Always Be 1/1/2008
431. A Migrant In Wonthaggi 1/20/2008
432. A Migrant's New Year 6/10/2008
433. A Mild Night In September 6/1/2008
434. A Mild October Day 11/15/2016
435. A Mild Winter Day 8/6/2008
436. A Millstreet Christmas 4/11/2016
437. A Misguided President Of War 7/6/2008
438. A Misunderstanding 1/8/2008
439. A Modern Poetic Legend 7/27/2008
440. A Moment Of Weakness 1/26/2008
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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